It's all coming back to me now

It's been 5 years since I worked for a paycheck. I don't qualify that with "for a paycheck" because I consider what I do as a so-called "stay-at-home-mom" to be the same as working a "real" job. It isn't. I never had a real job that allowed me to blog while working...of course, blogs hadn't been invented when I was working. I never had a job where I could wear my pajamas through coffee, breakfast, lunch and sometimes dinner! I never had a real job that allowed the occasional nap.

Yesterday I met my friend for lunch. She's the president of a company. Yeah, one of my friends who hangs out in neighborhood garages drinking wine is an executive! Seriously. Like people in her industry respect her and everything.

She was talking about a big project they are working on and I said, "I could spare a few hours." Before I knew it I was following her BMW as it ran what seemed like an obstacle course through parking lots and side streets until I ended up at her office. She is so important that SHE has her own parking space...in the shade...under the building.

Next thing you know, I'm kind of gainfully, although temporarily, employed. I worked two whole hours yesterday and three today!!! I'm exhausted! How am I ever going to get the grocery shopping done and the laundry going when I've worked FIVE WHOLE HOURS in two days????

You can bitch-slap me now.

Di