I had to write my first couple of checks of the New Year this week, and it's always a struggle. I'm amazed at how fast the years seem to flip these days. (And, I'm disturbed to hear myself saying things like that. Soon it will be "In my day....") All in all, 2009 was a good year, with ups and downs like any other.
We got a new dog, I got (and finished) a leave replacement job, the kids successfully moved on to their new grades, The Professor hooked up our church with a soup kitchen and has done fabulous work arranging (and hauling) food deliveries, and I think everyone has generally been pretty happy. I even got some knitting done (although I didn't take pictures of all the Christmas knitting I did before I sent it on its way..duhhh).
It's been an interesting year. Sadly, this was the year I had planned to re-enter the full-time work force, just about the time that all the schools started laying off teachers, and people put off retirement because their 401K's tanked. As in many things, my timing was impeccable... I know I'm in a better boat than many, because we have been living off one income for many years (while I've been home with the kids), so nobody's losing their house or anything. It's just that I had always assumed that when I was ready to go back to work, work would be ready for me. Staying home with the kids was a huge transition for me, as I've worked since I hit high school. I finally got into the groove with that, but, as kids do, they kept growing and ended up in school! Ahh, outsourcing.
Now I find myself having to write essays entitled "Describe a challenge that you had to overcome in your academic or professional career" and taking tests with 22 year olds. While age has given me (I hope!) wisdom, it's also made me more tired (and way more intolerant, but that's a whole other post...). Now, off to write 500 words on that challenging experience - do you think they'll accept an essay about potty training?