Serendipity

Isn't life funny? One minute you're bemoaning your fate as a full-time employee/part-time mommy -- then suddenly you are a full-time mommy/full-time housekeeper/full-time entertainment package.

Last month I had a freelance job from a previous employer. It went well, the article was beautiful and I was reminded why I love writing. Three weeks ago, I sent them a note and asked about the open job at their office. They had decided not to fill it. "Yeah", I thought, "More freelance work for me."

"What you should do," I offered. "Is consider part-time, no benefits. Writers in my position (racked with mommy guilt) are looking for that kind of work."

Two weeks ago, they invited me in to interview for said part-time position.

Wait, back up. I acutally didn't mean me, but... ok.

Today I interviewed for the job and I can't believe how much I want it now. It's two days a week onsite, it's barely paid, but it's writing and writing and writing and it's two days a week.

My conundrum is that my massage therapy program starts in two weeks and it is also two days a week. That means four days of preschool.

Four days is not as bad as five, and it's only for 10 months -- the duration of massage therapy school.

I feel that life has given me the answer to my writing/career dilema but my mommy dilema remains. Damn those ovaries!