The new job

I am happy to report that I have managed to fool another person into thinking that I know what I’m doing. And this week, I started working my new job. It isn’t something I’m at liberty to talk about, due to confidentiality, but I will say that I am thankful to be working. Having a job at all is a huge blessing and I am very thankful for it. Also, I’m thankful for the opportunity to help people. In addition, I hope that my new schedule will provide the much needed time to write without interruption. However, with that said, I’m worried about spending so much of my family time away at work. I’ll be gone five nights a week, at least for a time, and then I’ll be gone both Saturday and Sunday. It seems my time off will be when my kids are in school. There have been days when I would have said this was another blessing, but for the most part, it makes me sad. I absolutely adore my kids. I love spending time with them. I love their personalities. We call ourselves a pack, and like a pack we’re not complete when one is missing. I sincerely hope to be able to juggle my work, where I have the potential to do good work and help people; my writing, which is how I really want to earn my living (but I realize that happens for only 2% of all writers); and most importantly my family.

But to tell you the truth, I’m not feeling quite adept at keeping those balls in the air right now. If you have any suggestions…Well, you know where I’ll be.