You see, before the unemployment gig Jeremy had a job which allowed him to work from his "home office" AKA the bonus room upstairs. Life for the last 3+ years has included my husband being, for the most part, at home. At home when I had to run to the Dr, at home when I needed to teach a piano lesson, at home when I wanted to have lunch with a friend, or run to the store, or visit teach, or a million other things I needed/wanted to do without a gaggle of children in tow. You see where I'm going with this?
And now it all comes to end. I will finally have to navigate life the way other moms do. And I'm not quite sure how I feel about that.
It'll work out, but change is always scary. Ya know?