It's FINALLY the weekend

....is probably what I would be saying if I didn't have to work or had some kind of social life. It's past 8pm and this is the time where I start mentally preparing myself for the night. Yes, the night. No, I'm not some lady of the streets. I have a quaint little part-time job stocking over night. 

I have worked most of the time since I was about 16 with a few spots of unemployment in between. It wasn't until about 2 years ago that I had "the luxury" of being a stay at home mom. There's a lot of things that I don't do well and being a SAHM/SAHW was one  of them. I started working again in May and while it is refreshing to talk to adults  I miss my husband greatly. 

See, working doesn't really make sense if you spend the majority of your checks on gas, lunch, and a baby-sitter. Being away from my family wouldn't be worth an extra $100 a month. I work opposite days of my husband with only one overlapping day. That way we don't  have to get a second vehicle and his mom is gracious enough to watch our 13 month old daughter the night we both work. 

Time to put my game face on!