On going back to work
Childcare crisis averted; we’ve found a daycare. This means I return to the workforce in January. Not that I’m not in it now, but my few hours of freelance writing aren’t exactly raking in the big bucks (nor, as it turns out, are my unpaid hours of editing for friends and family). However, if the freelancing continues, between that and my teaching schedule I should make just enough to pay the mortgage each month. I guess having a roof over our heads is better than nothing.
While on the one hand I look forward to going back to work, the challenge of, say, taking a shower before 9 a.m. does seem rather daunting. I wonder how ever shall I do it.