Thursday, October 22, 2009
Yesterday, I wanted to run away from home, go to Mexico and open up a cantina. And live on the beach forever.
I just have too much going on and sometimes I simply don't have the time to do all of it. I feel overwhelmed. Weekdays are consumed with work and commute. What's left of the day, I eat, watch TV and blog surf. And sleep. There is lots and lots of guilt to deal with all day long. Rinse repeate, rinse repeat.
Lots of things brought this on. First, there was this fabulous post that a fellow blogger Nan wrote. It was about the importance of having a job right now. Click here to read it. She is absolutely right about what she says. I couldn't agree more.
But then I got a call from a girl friend who was job hunting. She's been looking for a job for about 8 months. And for a while, there were no leads. But all of a sudden, in September, she started getting leads and interviews. She got numerous offers. One job was high paying and offered all the benefits. She was very torn about it and in the end decided to go for a job that was just 40 hours of contracting. It was a very brave and scary decision to make.
She has a wonderful 18 month old daughter and decided that working 60 hours a week just would not cut it for her. She wanted to spend time with her daughter. 40 hours of work, coming home stress free, not having sleepless nights was a bargain. Sure she would get less money, but in the end it was worth it. I am so proud of her.
To her I say bravo! I was a stay at home mom for years and I can never ever feel any regrets for that.
To all the Moms who chose to stay at home or opted for lesser hours so you could spend time with your family, I say bravo! My hats off to you.
Then I heard from another girl friend. We were planning on going out for dinner with our spouses to celeberate her birthday. She cancelled it. She said she wasn't in the mood. She was tired of work and everything else.
I proposed to her that we run away to Mexico and open up a cantina. Dress code would be bikinis, sarongs and flip flops.
She laughed and said, "I wish."
So my question to you is, who wants to run away to Mexico with me and open a cantina? Jobs for everyone!
The only decisions we would have to make is, should I serve margerittas or a mexican martini?