There’s really only one job title I want. That title is “Full-Time Grandma”. I could spend all day every day with my littles. Well, at least I think I can.
I have this one big thing that holds me back from spending more time with my littles. It’s my job. My full-time, big girl job.
I actually really like my job. I enjoy going to work every day; I look forward to it. Sometimes I get to travel for work. This year I’ve been to New York and Las Vegas, and I have Orlando and Chicago coming up. That’s not too bad.
It sounds really fancy. It’s not. It’s just a little, obscure company that you’d only know about if you work in this industry. But I don’t care. I don’t need much.
It’s Sunday night and I’m NOT dreading work tomorrow. That’s a good thing, right?
Many of my girlfriends are full-time at home. They get to grandma whenever they want. They get to go to lunch with each other whenever they want. I used to be full-time at home as well. Not anymore – I’m at work. I’ve been full-time for almost two years now. I used to feel like I was missing out on the girlfriend fun. I’m fine with it now.
Sometimes work gets in the way of seeing the littles though. I’ll miss one of the littles’ birthdays while I’m in Orlando. That’s not cool. At the same time, it’s probably unrealistic to expect that I can be there for every birthday – as much as I’d love that!
I’m glad that if I’m going to be working, I enjoy what I do. It helps fund all of those grandma trips to visit the littles (and the bigs), which is kind of helpful. I’m a bit torn though. If the littles lived closer, maybe I wouldn’t like working full-time.
For now, we’ve got a good thing going though. And we’re building that new, big house for the littles to visit, remember? So I guess it’s off to work for this grandma.
What about you? Are you a full-time working grandma too?