When I was a stay-at-home mom, I used to long for ME-time. Time alone. With no interruptions. No one hanging on me, crying, or needing to be fed. I would CRAVE me-time. I never seemed to have enough of it.
Well, now that I work, I do have me-time. Of a sort, anyway. I work with adults, talk with adults, and have to ACT like an adult. I speak in full, coherent sentences. I am responsible for things. It's everything I dreamed it would be!
Except that now, I want some KID-time! I'm actually tired of adults and their serious conversations.
(Women are never satisfied, I swear.)
So tonight, I think we're headed to McDonald's for supper. One with a play-place. Then, we may go pick out kid birthday party supplies! Whee!!!
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