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Sorry kids, no feet.

I am a stay at home mom with three girls. All of the time I should spend cleaning or making things I see on Pinterest is usually spent reading instead. Pinterest can get expensive. The library is free. At least until I rack up the fines for overdue books. If I'm not reading something that interests me, I'm listening to my seven year old read to me about fairies or princesses or fairy princesses. If she's not reading to me, I'm reading to my four year old twins about Batman or Star Wars or Legos. We value diversity around here.

Currently reading

Serafina and the Black Cloak
Robert Beatty
The First Man in Rome
Colleen McCullough
Progress: 258/1076 pages
Mary Queen of Scotland and the Isles
Margaret George
Progress: 34/880 pages

I'm still here

So at 30-some years of age, I finally decided it was high time I get one of those adult-job things people keep complaining about. Apparently spending the better part of the last five years at home raising three children (including a set of twins, mind you) doesn't count. 


I didn't really want a job. I have no problems admitting that the other adult in my house makes enough money to keep me at home with little worries. However, one can't ever have too much money. At least that's what I'm told.  Anyway, I had this grandiose idea that once my children left me to begin on a glorious path of education, I could hang out at home all day doing nothing but reading books and drinking middle of the road red wine. Let's not throw that idea out the window yet. 


A job opened up at the school my children attend. I figured if I'm going to get a job, I might as well get one that matches their schedule. The whole point of me not working in the first place was the expense of daycare. Since it was highly unlikely this job was going to be available next year when my twins start full time kindergarten, I had to make the most of opportunity. 


Now, instead of doing what I wanted to do, I spend my day supervising children in the lunch room and trying to figure out how in the hell they managed to download Candy Crush on a locked iPad. Once upon a time, I went to school and was granted  a degree in psychology with an emphasis on chemical dependency counseling. Based on the amount of chemical dependency counseling I have been attending (and by attending, I mean drinking lots of seasonal beer while watching football desperately trying not to fall asleep at 7:00), I'm not completely out of my league here. 


I have read maybe 50 pages since I started working. It is awful! I hate it! It sucks. What's the point of having extra money to buy books if I don't even have the time to read them? Sure I could be the anti-social type who hides in her office during lunch instead of attempting adult conversation in the teachers lounge. I could, but I've found if you take lunch in your office, people hunt you down and don't allow you to actually eat your lunch. 


Luckily for me, I have Mondays off. Unfortunately, I have found I have to do all those other mom things like laundry and cleaning on Mondays. Being an adult sucks. 


I know. I have first world problems.