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It's been a big adjustment since Kevin went back to work full time. Things like running to the grocery store while he was home between classes will be sorely missed. We're doing really well, Maya and I seem to be gettng along and Eli has carved out a pretty consistent nap schedule. He's doing so many big boy things, it seems like he went from tiny sqeaky newborn to psycho climbing monkey boy overnight. I knew he was my last baby so I was careful to stop and smell his head and nibble on his squishy ears and think to myself "remember this always". He's still got plenty of babiness and watching him learn to climb up on the living room chairs is just as amazing as when he found his chubby little hands, but there are moments that I mourn the loss of the infant and I know that's alright.
Today is Maya's last day of school. Even though she only goes for 2.5 hours 2 days a week, it's still 2.5 hours 2 days a week. We've had rain for days and it's supposed to continue through the weekend, our walks around the neighborhood or to the park in a neighboring development really break up our day, it's been a long week with no sunshine in sight but I've managed to remain patient in light of the extreme boredom.
I quit my job a year ago on May 15th. It seems like so long ago that I lived that office drone existence, I can't imagine ever going back. I just shipped off another box of office clothes to someone who will put them to use because there just isn't a doubt in my mind that I'll ever work someplace that dictates what I'm allowed to wear. I held onto a few things in case I have to go somewhere that requires adult attire, but "business casual" is no longer the theme of my closet.
Today is Maya's last day of school. Even though she only goes for 2.5 hours 2 days a week, it's still 2.5 hours 2 days a week. We've had rain for days and it's supposed to continue through the weekend, our walks around the neighborhood or to the park in a neighboring development really break up our day, it's been a long week with no sunshine in sight but I've managed to remain patient in light of the extreme boredom.
I quit my job a year ago on May 15th. It seems like so long ago that I lived that office drone existence, I can't imagine ever going back. I just shipped off another box of office clothes to someone who will put them to use because there just isn't a doubt in my mind that I'll ever work someplace that dictates what I'm allowed to wear. I held onto a few things in case I have to go somewhere that requires adult attire, but "business casual" is no longer the theme of my closet.