Wednesday, September 29, 2010
How's your day?
My commute sucks: I stepped on two Legos and a hot wheel crossing the living room.

For job one I have a “board” I have to answer to, but as I can still ground them and determine when/what they eat, they keep their complaints to a minimum. For job two, my boss is a royal pain in the... do I know myself well or what.

The hours are forever: last time I checked, “mom” doesn’t have a day off…ever; and a writer isn’t done ‘til the voices stop (and scary as it sounds, I hope that never happens)

What can I say about co-workers: nothing out loud or they might come at me with a straight jacket—again those voices make for interesting water cooler talk.

Don’t even get me started on the pay scale!

On the upside, the dress code is extremely relaxed (shoes and bra totally optional). The workload is dispersed around the DVR. Coffee breaks whenever I want one. And for the time being I have minions.

Being a mom has rewards everyday and some that will come years later. Being a writer pretty much the same—and I get to blow stuff up (in writing, nothing has even been proven otherwise).
Written at 12:08 PM by Denise McDonald.
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