I know, I know. It's been a long time since I have been here to say hello, curse Britney and her sperminator hubby, or just give you a general update. A bad, bad blogger I am. So what, you ask, has been keeping me away? Not much, really. But I have a bunch of things to tell you about, so I'll try and do that over the next couple of posts.
First, I have big news. No, NOT pregnant! (But more on that to come later... specifically, oh.my.god.we.might.start.having.kids.soon!) (eek) (gasp) (what are we thinking?!) (ok, all finished now)
The big news is that I've decided to sign away four years of my life. I've managed to negotiate a pretty sweet contract at my television station. Some of the perks? A promotion to full-time news anchoring (up until now I have anchored 2 days a week and been a reporter for 3 days a week). Come January, I'll anchor every day.
Plus, the money. The sweet, glorious, mama can now buy more coach bags- a new patio- shoes-establish future kid's college fund- whatever her heart desires- monnnnnaaaayyy. Not that money's everything. But it sure is something. So I'm getting my dream job and the cash that comes with it. And did I freaking mention that the STATION pays for my haircuts, makeup, and work clothes? Holla!!!
Ok, you say. There's gotta be a downside. Well, sort of. When you get the promotion and the benjamins, that means you are anchoring the evening news. Working at NIGHT. As in, my work day will start at 2pm and go until 10:30. As in, I will have a totally different schedule than my husband. And I won't see him much during the workweek. Maybe a few hours in the morning if we are lucky.
But the weekends? He's all mine.
And the potential (future) benefit? When we do decide to have a little one, that means baby would only need a sitter for a few hours each day, between the time I'd leave for work and when Jason would get home. Less daycare, more parents raising the kid. I like that idea.
Anyway, I'm a big ball of emotions right now. As thrilled as I am about this opportunity, I hope I don't come to regret the decision. The last thing I'd want is for my marriage to suffer because we don't get as much time together as we used to. I'm just gonna cross my fingers that the good really outweighs the bad. On paper, it's a no brainer. In real life, it's gonna suck just a little. (At least until the paycheck's deposited, and then we'll have an excuse to go live it up on the weekend. Or so I tell myself.)
Sigh. Why does there always have to be a catch?
First, I have big news. No, NOT pregnant! (But more on that to come later... specifically, oh.my.god.we.might.start.having.kids.soon!) (eek) (gasp) (what are we thinking?!) (ok, all finished now)
The big news is that I've decided to sign away four years of my life. I've managed to negotiate a pretty sweet contract at my television station. Some of the perks? A promotion to full-time news anchoring (up until now I have anchored 2 days a week and been a reporter for 3 days a week). Come January, I'll anchor every day.
Plus, the money. The sweet, glorious, mama can now buy more coach bags- a new patio- shoes-establish future kid's college fund- whatever her heart desires- monnnnnaaaayyy. Not that money's everything. But it sure is something. So I'm getting my dream job and the cash that comes with it. And did I freaking mention that the STATION pays for my haircuts, makeup, and work clothes? Holla!!!
Ok, you say. There's gotta be a downside. Well, sort of. When you get the promotion and the benjamins, that means you are anchoring the evening news. Working at NIGHT. As in, my work day will start at 2pm and go until 10:30. As in, I will have a totally different schedule than my husband. And I won't see him much during the workweek. Maybe a few hours in the morning if we are lucky.
But the weekends? He's all mine.
And the potential (future) benefit? When we do decide to have a little one, that means baby would only need a sitter for a few hours each day, between the time I'd leave for work and when Jason would get home. Less daycare, more parents raising the kid. I like that idea.
Anyway, I'm a big ball of emotions right now. As thrilled as I am about this opportunity, I hope I don't come to regret the decision. The last thing I'd want is for my marriage to suffer because we don't get as much time together as we used to. I'm just gonna cross my fingers that the good really outweighs the bad. On paper, it's a no brainer. In real life, it's gonna suck just a little. (At least until the paycheck's deposited, and then we'll have an excuse to go live it up on the weekend. Or so I tell myself.)
Sigh. Why does there always have to be a catch?
2 Comments:
Hmmmm, how do I say his in a nice way? I don't. You suck! You suck major monkey butt! OMG, I'm so jealous!!!
Seriously though, big congrats!!!! That is just amazing. That will be a wonderful schedule once you have children. Think of it this way, it really will make the time you do spend with your husband much more special. You won't take it for granted.
Plus, DUDE, MONEY AND THEY PAY FOR YOUR HAIR, ETC. ETC. ETC. (sorry for the caps but they were needed).
Congrats again.
Congrats! It's great that your work values you so much. I am sure you deserve every penny.
I think the time issue will definitely be hard, but not impossible to work through. I used to nanny for a family where he was a manager at one news station and she was an on-air radio news person and they had totally wacky hours, but ended up saving a lot in child care too. And are still happily married with 3 kids!
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