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10. The Secret Life of Cats
I've learned a lot about my cats this 13 weeks. Their day consists of the following:
Sleep, sleep, snuggle with your Mom (if applicable), chase a random lego block you've pulled out of Chunky's room down the hall making as much noise as possible, sleep, eat, barf up a hairball at about 3 p.m., and sleep.
No, I'm not talking about shopping for pleasure here. I'm talking about having the ability to go to the grocery store at 9:00 a.m. when all I have to do is battle elderly people in the aisles. Not elderly people AND every other moron that lives in North Jersey and lacks complete cart etiquette (i.e., if you're going to read the ingredients on every can of Spaghetti-Os, please move your cart from the middle of the aisle!).
And going to Costco! Oh the sheer joy of going to Costco on a weekday! HEAVEN! I haven't had to experience Level 8 on the Pain Scale for 13 glorious weeks!
8. Not Busting Ass
Not busting ass to attend the boys' school functions and activities.
When I work and say Chunky has a football practice in the evening, it involves busting ass to make it from Newark to home in time for me to make dinner and pick him up (Dr. Mad Scientist handles the dropping off of Chunky at practice normally).
Chunky just completed a season of flag football that ran from April to last weekend. It was delightful to not have to worry about not making it home in time to make sure dinner was made and he was picked up on time.
It was also amazing to be able to make the District Track Meet Chunky participated in a month ago. It started at 5:45 p.m. That's usually the time I'm coming home from work on a good day (never mind my commute is 7 miles).
And today Moochie is taking part in a graduation show his school is putting on (for the kindergarteners graduating) at 10:00 a.m. I get to go because I don't have to take time off or work thru my lunches/come in early/stay late to make up time to go.
7. The Quiet
I really love the way our neighborhood is so quiet on the weekdays. There's less traffic and people out and about. The only sounds are the birds and the smells are of people doing their laundry.
6. The Bells
Ok, this is contradictory to #7, but I love it anyway.
We're a short walk from a Catholic church (and a Baptist church, a Korean Presbyterian church and the bizzaro church that meets above the bar and grill across the street from us every Sunday morning, and, this is where the bizzaro comes in aside from meeting above a bar and grill, every Friday at midnight). The Catholic church is the only one with church "bells." I love hearing them "peal" at noon every day.
They also "ring" at 5:45 p.m., but like I said above, sometimes I'm not home for that.
(I use the quotation marks here because when I was a kid, our Sunday school class got to tour the church behind the scenes and to my dismay, I found out it was a tape of bells they played on a large speaker, not a real bell ringing.)
I love Baby Sister's naptime. She takes one large nap in the morning and then if I'm lucky, a small nap mid-afternoon.
I get so much done during that time--be it sewing, blogging, surfing the internets, or stuff like canning and drying corn.
This is probably the best part about having a "spring" baby. After having Chunky in November and Moochie in December, it was nice to have a baby where I could get out and about and some fresh air for the both of us.
I'm still going to try to get out at lunchtime when I return to work for a walk, but I'll miss my little walking buddy.
3. Not Being a Professional Paper Shuffler
These past 13 weeks have made it even clearer that I do NOT want to have "Legal Secretary" after my name when I die and they publish my obituary.
There is nothing I find rewarding about the work aside from the paycheck.
I need to think long and hard about what I want to be when I grow up because as Dr. Mad Scientist becomes more secure in his teaching position, I want to be the one to figure out what I want to do with myself.
2. Random Tasks
It's probably a good thing I'm not at stay-at-home Mom. I've found myself doing weird little things I would never think to really do when I'm working.
Things like washing the curtains because they're dusty or vacuuming more than once a week.
My house has never been so clean!
And the number one thing I will miss about maternity leave...
Of course! Hanging out with my sweet little baby girl!
But now I pass the torch on to her capable daddy who starts his summer vacation and taking care of Baby Sister and the Brothers Bez!
Baby Sister has her Daddy under her thumb, I mean, bum! Ha ha!
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