Work House Blues
I didn't get The Dream Job. Devastated doesn't even scratch the surface.
So, off I go this summer to The Museum. Not a bad option, but it leads to what I have to do today. We transition Millie into daycare this week. I get to stay with her today and tomorrow. Wednesday is the day I stay for an hour and then drop her off. To virtual strangers.
I have to go vomit. I'll let you know how it goes. The daycare, not the vomit.
So, off I go this summer to The Museum. Not a bad option, but it leads to what I have to do today. We transition Millie into daycare this week. I get to stay with her today and tomorrow. Wednesday is the day I stay for an hour and then drop her off. To virtual strangers.
I have to go vomit. I'll let you know how it goes. The daycare, not the vomit.
Labels: day care, The Dream Job, The Museum
posted by Kris at 7:25 AM
1 Comments:
OH that sucks! I'm so sorry!!!
I so know how that feels, and it ain't good.
They are stupid. You rock, and they would have been lucky to have you.
No puking.
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