Disclaimer: I am a very happy stay-at-home mom who volunteers a lot and also does sporadic freelance writing and is paid for it. However, as my children get older, the hours from 9:00 am and 3:00 pm stretch out longer and longer, and I miss the days that used to fly by because I was so busy. I’m not a “do yoga go out to lunch watch an episode of Breaking Bad and WHOOPS the kids are home” kind of mom; I’m much more of a “give me a long to-do list and let me at it and WHOOPS the kids are home” kind of mom.
All that said, here are my...
Top Ten Signs It’s Time to Get a Job
1. You google “ideas for organizing Tupperware.” And then you search until you find an Instagram picture you like, and then you rearrange all your Tupperware.
2. When you’re feeling blue, you go look at your Tupperware, and it makes you happy.
3. You consider becoming addicted to narcotic painkillers for fun.
4. The ongoing joke you’ve had with your husband about flashing your boobs to motorists for cash starts to sound genuinely appealing.
5. You live in fear of the question, “What are you doing today?” Doesn’t matter who’s asking it, you just never really have a great answer.
6. You’re secretly envious of anyone who has a job, whether it’s the barrista at Starbucks, the Nordstrom cashier or Savannah Guthrie on the Today show.
7. You start actually reading every neighborhood listserv email regarding dog poop, and you seriously consider weighing in on the issue.
8. When people ask what you do for a living, you find yourself spouting ridiculous, outdated facts: “In 1994, I went on a business trip and rode camels in Cairo!” or “In 1996, I took the shuttle to New York every week to negotiate a bond offering!” You repeat these impressive yet totally irrelevant facts because “I make lunches and change sheets and go to Costco!” just doesn’t inspire the same level of excitement.
9. The usual four-hour window for service people doesn’t stress you out. Just doesn’t matter. You’ll be home.
10. People yelling at you to keep your dog from peeing on their lawn constitutes meaningful social interaction with adults.
Sigh. The signs are clear; I’ll dust off my résumé.
But that’s all for now. There’s a tub in this house, and it’s not going to re-grout itself.