Wednesday, January 27, 2010

The end of the holiday

All I can think about is that on Monday I go back to work for the first time in nearly 8 months. Sure it's only a couple of days a week. 
But leaving this little guy. The hardest thing I can imagine. I don't know how you other mothers working full time manage to do it all. And even earlier than I'm doing it! And you do serious jobs with long term goals and lots of paperwork! It's impressive and admirable. Working mothers deserve some kind of award. Like a licence to endless phone calls home and some kind of lackey to fetch you tea and biscuit whenever you desire them. Make it government policy. 
I think I'm just some sort of chicken. Hopefully I won't be so distracted in the kitchen that I cause myself or someone else injury. I'm already 50% likely to do that generally so...
On the other hand I am looking forwards to feeling more generally useful and productive again. Making rather than just spending money would be great. It would mean I won't feel so guilty about all those online purchases I make. 
But then again I'm terrified of the bike ride from here to South Melbourne. I haven't ridden a good distance in a year. I did try out my fixed gear bike and I remember it all fine and aren't likely to fall off, but my thighs feel like they are filled with rubber cement and bending over elicits a very unbecoming geriatric sort of groan.
All this keeps going round and round in my head.
I'll probably post again on Monday and I won't be so morose and I'll say work was lovely, the ride was good fun and Wolf survived without me. I hope!


  1. Wow, I didn't know you were starting work again. Awesome! Hey I saw James and Tony at an Australia day party yesterday. It had been something like three years since i'd seen them (and I embarrassingly struggled to remember Tony's name!).

  2. Oops! It's funny to think of that short period of time where we all used to hang out. Dumplings. It's been a long time since we've had dumplings.
    We saw James sort of recently at Vic Market but not Tony. He seemed really shocked. He was very pale. I think he was hung over. He looked at Wolf and was like "wow" but also looked very scared...



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