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The first week of a return to work mom

Number of days I have worked: 6
Number of days I have been paid for: Zero - haven't figured out the contractor time tracking system
Hours I have spent wandering "the Complex": At least 2
**Disclaimer: I truly believe whoever designed this building must have done some previous work at the Winchester Mansion.
Average number of outfits tried on each morning: 2.5
Number of times I have heard the word "server" while sitting at my desk: 3,249
Dinners on the table by 6:00 p.m.: 2
Minutes of sleep I am deprived of each morning: 90
Tennis matches played: Zero
Books read: Not a one
Loads of laundry done on Saturday vs. throughout the week: 8
How many stops the bus from 394 to Vicksburg makes in afternoon: 7
Minutes to spare if I get behind said bus: -3
Times I have asked myself: why does it feel like I never left the workforce?: Too many to count

Comments

bobbione8y said…
oh Susan.

perhaps week number two will prove to have a little better stats...
K~ said…
Wow Susan. What is your job title in the work force? I am impressed you made it a week. I am still in my pajamas. K~
DeAnn said…
Okay the whole huge building really scares me. You are so brave. Good job!
Karen said…
I hope that the paycheck makes it a little less painful. Maybe you could get them to hire Dwight. That would increase your entertainment level, if nothing else.
carey said…
kinda makes me want you to come back outta there. :)
Chris said…
Hang in the Susan, it's an adjustment/ You will find your balance again.

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