Remember the kind-of-sort of job I got? Well, finally today I got the real offer with a start date, Sept 17th, a few days after I turn 35. First time in over 5 years I’ll be a working stiff again. Oh, I should put that in a better light. I’m going to be the “provider”! Woo hoo! I’m making the kibble.
Edda’s been going to PT, OT and speech therapies each once a week at this place that I like, it’s about 20-25 minutes away from the house. One of the reasons I took the above said job is because it has really nice health insurance which will cover a lot of these expenses.
I hadn’t really thought this whole thing trough carefully about scheduling the therapies, I was like, oh, Jeremy will take care of it or if he’s working, we’ll have to bite the bullet and hire someone to be at the house to drive Edda to her therapies. But then it occurred to me that based on the time Edda gets home from school and when Vince gets home from school, how long it takes to get to the therapy place, the fact that the therapy appointments fall on the hour and the fact that the therapy appointments are fully booked for pretty much all after school appointments that it is physically impossible for one person to take care of the 2 kids and go to these appointments. If we were both working, we would have to hire 2 people and pray that we get either a 3 or 4 pm slot, which are pretty much fully booked at this time anyways. Hmmm. A conundrum.
I’m not worried. We are going to figure this out. Thank goodness we don’t have 7 kids. What would I do?