I realize I haven't posted for a few days, and I feel neglectful. I apologize, and I must admit that postings may become less frequent. Despite what I told all of you and myself, I have decided to go back to work full time. My coworker who works the full time shift in the evening that would work out for me is resigning, and my boss wants me in that position. At first I declined, saying I really wouldn't want to work more than 3-4 shifts a week. (That was my desire for a nap talking!) I began to think about how perfect this job was for me - it enabled me to, first and foremost, avoid putting my son into daycare of any kind. Second, it gives me the professional stimulation and satisfaction I've been missing and craving. Third, working full time will allow me to complete my hours for Independent Licensure before we move in two years, and that license will move anywhere with me.

Finally, with this extra income for two years, we will be able to knock out all of our debt plus have a really nice downpayment ready to go when we move in summer 2006. It's Confession Time now - I'm a major shopper, a clotheshorse, a makeup junkie, a gift-giver and, I have a taste for the finer things. My father always accused me of being a snob, and I must admit he was right. I like nice stuff. So, I have to work to support my habit. (Either that or start knocking off little old ladies, liquor stores and minimarts at night.) I have definitely created more than my share of our family's debt, and I am grateful for the opportunity to help remedy that situation.

Heck - it's only for two years. I also consider it payback for the two years I took off from work to attend graduate school full time(with free tuition paid by my work study, BTW.) And I can always resign and go back to per diem if need be. So, in a few weeks I'll start 5 nights a week (Tuesday-Sunday).