For a brief stint, after my oldest was born, I went back to work part-time-ish.
Since I was breastfeeding, I packed up my pump every day and did my thing in the “quiet room,” following the advice of my lactation consultant and all the websites that said to bring along a photo (or video) of your baby to help with the milk flow.
I think it worked – I mean, I came home with bottles of milk and I guess that was really the whole point.
Fast forward 11+ years and I’m home (and, obviously, very done with the breastfeeding days). I’ve had a few part-time jobs here and there, but the majority of my time has been spent at home, doing the home-schooling thing, and spending my days surrounded by my most favorite people – I’m literally living the life.
It comes with it’s fair share of cons of course, but 100% of those cons are money related, because living on one income is a struggle – one I have and will gladly endure for all the pros.
But in an effort to make a financial contribution before this last Christmas, I joined a few work-at-home sites and nearly funded our entire Christmas after just 2 months. 2 months of staying at home and doing the home-school thing, still surrounded by my favorite people. I just used the time that I would normally refresh my Facebook feed to find literally nothing new, to watch some videos and answer some questions and make a few bucks.
All of that to say this:
Yesterday, my husband and I went to look at/price things for the kitchen remodel that I want/need and I knew that I wanted a farmhouse, apron front sink. Husband is mostly okay with whatever I choose because he trusts my taste (I picked him, after all [eye-roll]).
But when I picked the solid copper farmhouse, apron front sink – the one with the heftiest price tag in all the land of sinks, he was all “OKAY, NO, YOU HAVE TO BE REALISTIC.”
I gently reminded him that I’m one of the most realistic people of all time – hence my melancholy disposition. But today, I’m sitting in front of my computer – watching videos and answering questions, with the printout of my fancy copper sink propped up near my monitor because I will get the sink of my dreams.
DO YOUR THING, MILK.