Now, don't you worry your pretty little heads. I have not done anything silly like secure employment. Although, I am getting rather tired of the constant comment from Mr. Incredible. You know, the one that goes a little something like this...
"There's not a lot that $50,000 wouldn't do around here."
To that, I say, two words that are followed by "Sherlock". Okay, I don't really say that, but it has flown through my head once or twice in the past couple of months.
No job for me.
But, I did get a little raise when I paid the last preschool tuition for Bonus. That may not sound that earth-shattering to some of you, but consider that I have paid for preschool since 2001. Ten freaking years worth of preschool registration fees, monthly tuition, and supply fees. Not to mention the other expenses that come with preschool.
And it feels good to know that this chapter of my life is about to end. I mean, there is a little bit of bittersweet there. There will not be anymore Reckless babies, and I always wanted four. Chubby little faces saying "I wub you, Mama" are growing into thinner faces that say "I can do many things by myself now."
In just a few short weeks, I will no longer be a preschool mom at all. I will step down from the coordinator postion in my preschool moms' group and pass that torch on to the next group of women.
In two weeks, I will take Bonus to register for Kindergarten. And pray that he behaves for the fifteen minutes he is being evaluated. Not that the whole front office of that school hasn't seen him at his WORST. Multiple times. On the same day.
Twelve years of having a little one at home with me... What will I do with myself? Don't worry, I think I've got that covered...