Sad that my last post is so accurate, still.
I still have the job
but I don't like it.
My husband is doing all the stuff I want to do...picking up kids, making sure they get to fun activities, starting dinner.
I commute 45 minutes to a gorgeous place with a mostly good staff and a woman who is gonna drive me crazy.
And here we are again starting a new school year and I am not there. I miss my school job so much and feel ...robbed? depressed?
But should be grateful, right?
That is depressing too.