A sense of purpose...

Last night I went through two job specifications for two different schools in the area that want admin assistants.  Upon the merciless hounding from The Husband, I went through each point and wrote down all the examples that I could think of where I had used those particular skills or tools. 

Two hours later and with a head the size of Honolulu, I had completed four pages, both sides.  Wrist cramp and a pen mark on my fingers (remember those from school days?)  I felt elated.  I had a huge buzz that I wasn't just this nothing or nobody.  I have skills!!!

Listing everything that I can do has given me a HUGE sense of purpose. Don't get me wrong, as a mother, I know that we are all important figures in our family's eyes.  I also think it is important to stay at home with your children in the early years IF it is possible (the times we are in are difficult and not everyone can stay at home) but now Little Miss is starting Year 1 in school and Mr Man is approaching three years old and I have been lucky enough to have been at home now for almost four years.  Once Little Man is in full time school what I do with six free hours each day?

I'm not the type to sit around in long flowly bohemian dresses and make cherry pies from scratch to cool on the window sill (not that I'm saying any of my readers are but I've seen it on TV quite alot!) or be a lady that lunches a la SATC! I think now is the time for me to branch out a little and have something for myself where I could possibly take other routes in the future as my children get older.

I am excited about the possibilities.  I have begun organising myself thinking that if I get one of these positions, I have to be uber-organised so that the family still get clean clothes and hot meals.  I actually did the lunches the night before instead of pottering downstairs, bleary eyed in the morning to get them done.  I was up early with a feeling of great positivity that I hadn't felt before because I hadn't understood that this time would come around for me eventually.

So now the goalposts have shifted slightly.  I have learn to go back to work and also to carry on with my fight to be a hot domestic goddess.  I think it might go hand in hand a little.  I could be wrong, but as I see it, I'm going on an adventure and I think my family will enjoy with it me!

But first...I need to get a job!