Tuesday, January 26, 2010

9-5 material I am not...updated

Lately my husband's job situation has become quite tenuous again. I've decided that I don't care, which of course isn't true. I care a lot, being uninsured again scares the hell out of me. Ditto to starving to death. However, if he lost his job, he would most likely have to come home. Then, I further fantasized, to keep my panic attacks at bay, that if he came home, he could collect unemployment, and I could go back to work, thereby giving myself the vacation I so richly deserve.

There are only a few flaws with this plan. After thinking about it pretty seriously, I have no desire to return to a professional job. I am a classic overachiever in my work life, I've never put in a 40 hour week unless I was seriously ill. 80-90 hours a week is about the average of where that bar was set. I don't miss my job. I miss interacting with people, I miss the way it challenged me. The job itself sucked. No, if it came right down to it, I might be willing to look for a bartending gig, two or three days a week...but, not a real job...unless it were an absolute last resort.

Even if I take my feelings for the workforce out of the equation, there is the fact that my husband is not homemaker material. He doesn't do laundry, only does dishes under duress and badly at that, he has a tendency to forget about our children, and has never...in the 15 years we've been together...used a mop or a vacuum cleaner. Leaving him in charge would be an invitation for disaster, perhaps death by salmonella poisoning, or even suffocation via dust. Not a good idea at all.

I had someone approach me, that I used to work for, testing my waters about going back to work. After some soul searching, the answer is unequivocally, emphatically...NO!

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And, after even further thought, the greatest part of my job right now (apart from my kids, of course) is being able to waste valuable time deciding which actor should play which character in a movie from a book that isn't even being made, and being accountable only to myself for taking time out for frivolous fun.


5 comments:

  1. I completely understand you. With young kids when you are that over achiever makes it hard at home when you don't have a good support system. Life is so hard when you work 10 hours a day then come home to a messy house, un bathed children, home work that hasn't been done. Yeah you get the picture.

    I'll send some positive vibes your way in hopes that your husbands job goes well.

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  2. Yeah, don't go back to work...I'd miss you! ;)

    a workaholic like you surely wouldn't ever slack off cruising blogger while at work...

    so that's it, it's decided, you're staying home!

    xoxo
    ~hl~

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  3. I'm there with you. It seems the longer I'm out of the work force, the less I miss it. In fact, my people skills have reduced themselves to nothing and I might have to kill someone if I worked in an office again.

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  4. Yup. My husband wants me to be the "ambitious" one. I'm too busy face-booking.

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  5. This economy sure is bringing about tough times for many,even those who thought that their jobs would be secure. Hopefully, that will change soon. A year and a half ago, my husband was unemployed for 6 months. It was very tough. And I was pregnant and on bed rest, so I couldn't go back to work. Hopwfully things will work out with your husbands work, or he will find something else soon.

    It sounds like you are the much better nurturer and teacher of your children. But at least from past blog posts, it sounds like he does change the occasional diaper. My brother and his wife have TEN children, and he has never changed a single diaper. He always gets mad at my hubby for changing a diaper around him...he says it makes him look bad. Everyone's different.

    P.S. My hubby doesn't do laundry either. He can, just doesn't.

    P.P.S. I was wishing hor a house cleaning service today, and wondered if you ever got one with the start of the new year, like you were wishing for.

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