In a bit of a quandary

I am in a bit of a quandary tonight. This morning I was just doing my thing, minding my own business, going to tennis with little man when out of the blue came a call from a business associate from many ages ago. He is looking for someone to do a little project management on a temporary basis and is in need of someone yesterday for two or three projects.

Based upon our conversation he is looking for the person to set their own hours, so I could work 2 hours every day, 3 hours every other day etc. You get the gist. I just have a sinking feeling that 6 hours could turn into 20 and 20 into 30. I like how our days go now, I love being here for the kids and all of their activities.

I am scared because this isn't something that I was looking for right now. What if I am rusty and I have lost my pain in the butt charm when it comes to details and timelines? The only big thing I've managed lately was that Turkey thing at the school and the target audience was primarily ten and under.

The other worry is the whole compensation thing. I am completely lost, what do you ask for? What is fair? I must admit I am interested in supplementing my tennis habit for the rest of the season...sigh. Plus we could pay off the Spring Break trip to Mexico before we hit the beach.

I have a call with the associate in the a.m. to go over their pitch. Kick the tires a bit. So, I need to get some sleep before my mush brain must be used for something other than answering, "Where are my shoes?" and "Why did God make mushrooms? They are icky."

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