With a month passed since my official return to work I can safely refer to myself as a working mum again. But, while the 9-5 stuff came flooding back the second I stepped into the office, every Friday evening I find myself flinging my life sucking lanyard across the room and wailing “was it always this hard!” to the mountain of laundry eagerly awaiting my return. In truth no, being a full-time working mum didn’t seem hard at the time, but I suppose a year out in the real world would dramatically change anyone’s outlook on life. And, while I adore my job, I find myself yearning for the other stuff too. I want the hours at the gym back and I need another day out at the museum! *sobs hysterically*. When will I ever find the time for life (I think that's what all the kids are calling it?) my wonderful free life, now that I’m a work drone once more. Life doesn’t fit into the sleepwalking hours, you know that mentally exhausted stupor after work and before bed where I...
*shudder* As long as they're not near me I don't mind spiders really!
ReplyDeleteMy sentiments exactly, unfortunately we've had to take 'Gliby' the spider home as a pet!
ReplyDeleteDo you know what kind of spider it is, besides big and well gross?
ReplyDeleteI think it's a Giant house spider, which has really unnerved me. According to Wikipedia it can bite through human skin!
ReplyDeletehttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Giant_house_spider