Here comes Monday
After weeks of blissful holiday, this mom takes a look at being back at work.
After 4 weeks of blissful holiday, sun, swimming, playing, sleeping late, entertaining and exciting outings, the Big Monday was looming ever nearer.
The Sunday before the 1st workday of the year is always rather gloomy. I didn't want to think about it too much for fear of getting depressed, so just put it out of my head. I didnt want to invite those poor-me thoughts in.. like 'I wish I could be a stay at home mom or a work from home mom instead of working long hours, raising my son on my own and only just scraping by every month. So instead of feeling sorry for myself, we just spent the day relaxing, reading and just winding down quietly.
Later, on our way down to the local cafe to buy ice creams, stood a man by the robots holding up a placard, which read 'Please help me, I have nothing'. With a huge smile on his face. After seeing that I was totally and utterly ashamed of myself. There I was driving my car, with my healthy happy little boy inside, on our way to buy ice creams, after an absolutely fantastic holiday and I was feeling sorry for myself. And that's not all, the very next morning, I would be waking up to go to a job I should feel lucky to have. If it wasn't for my job, I wouldn't be able to rent the roof over our heads, put food in our bellies, and clothes on our backs. The wonderful holiday we had just experienced would never have happened.
So after getting that swift kick up the butt I am sitting here at my desk happy and VERY grateful to be where I am today.