My Day

I hate my job. I didn't always feel thlat way. I used to enjoy my job. I'm not sure when or why it changed, but right now I hate my job. Maybe it will pass. Maybe I've been in the job too long and I'm bored or not challenged. I don't know. But like I said, right now I hate my job.

I spent my whole day at work today wishing I could win a lottery so that I could be a stay at home wife. That's what it would take, winning a lottery, because we couldn't do without my salary. I've been going through phases like this for years and years, wishing I could be a stay at home wife (or mother when The Boy was younger). It's the old-fashioned part of me, I think, that wants to stay home and create a nest, a haven, an escape from the cold and cruel world, to have the dinner on the table when my husband comes home.

I wonder how long it would last, that feeling, if I really could stay home. Would I get tired of it? Would I feel resentful? Would I long for the things I have now as a working woman? Who knows!

Right now my husband is sleeping (it's 6:15pm). He took a half day off work, time owed, so that he could spend the afternoon curling. Stress relief, he called it. I left work right on the dot of 5pm (which I usually don't do), stopped at the liquor store for a bottle of wine, stopped by a furniture consignment store on the way home just to browse (it was still open, it's usually closed when I go by), and arrived home earlier than usual. So here I sit, on the computer, writing to you (whoever you are!), and sipping a glass of Beaujolais. Someone at work told me it was a really nice wine, and they were right!

I'm going out later tonight to my WI meeting. It will be a busy week ... WI on Monday, Red Hat on Tuesday, hockey on Wednesday, an evening home on Thursday, hockey on Friday, entertaining on Saturday. Whew ... I'll need Sunday when it gets here!!

I'd better go see about getting something for dinner. If I'm wishing I could be a stay at home wife, I'd better get my act together and put some dinner on the table!

Talk to you later.