Because I haven’t yet. So there.
Occasionally I find myself looking around and wondering what I’m going to do with myself once both of these kids are old enough to go to school. A career? A job? A Junior League volunteer (unlikely). A student? Hmmm…can I work out being a lifelong student? Wait, I didn’t really enjoy going to class when I was in college the first (and second) time.
I feel like I should be using my time more wisely right now and making more long-term plans. Um, or any long-term plans. Maybe even some plans that extend beyond making tacos tonight in honor of Cinco de Mayo.
Part of me wants to maintain my SAHM status while both of my kids spend the day occupied in school. Imagine the projects I could start, the gym-time I could log, and the friends with whom I could have focused conversations!
The other part of me (that part that is semi-firmly rooted in reality) knows that ain’t gonna happen. Those projects would still only be started, I probably wouldn’t go to the gym and apparently attending playdates without your kids is viewed as odd behavior.
Then there is the husband who looks to the future and my employment status with the same glee as he does the onset of college basketball season. Since I am an utter failure at being the most awesome housewife in existence, I doubt he’ll buy any new arguments I make to the contrary.
Which leads me back to my original concern about making decisions and plans. If my future career path includes additional education, and really, a bachelors degree in Sociology is uber marketable–not, I could get a head start on that school thing now. I guess I’d rather have a career than a job, but is that going to be realistic for me and raising these children or will I end up being the bestest retail manager, evah? Again. Oh, please, please not retail.
I really want to grow up and be Erin Brockovich. Is there a classified ad for that job?