Following on from the story I alluded to here , but never fully explained and never will (due to legal constraints) I start a new job on Monday.
I am excited. Once again I will be the new kid. I'll get to learn new software. I'll also get to learn a new skill, which is something that always looks good on the cv. All the information I can glean about the new employer indicates that this place actually walks the walks and will be a great place to work.
Of course, my extended vacation did not lead to me doing everything I wanted to do, but I did get to spend time with my mother and my kids. I had excellent sofa time in with the dogs who are now hopelessly spoiled. Young Frank and Geriatric Scarlet are not going to like being shoved out the back door in the mornings. Hopefully the rain will ease up and they will at least be able to roam in the back garden without becoming big balls of mud.
The Mr. asked me last night if I was happy to be going back to work, and frankly I had to say no. While I miss the give and take with adults, I certainly have come to love sleeping in until 9, and taking leisurely walks with the dogs. I love pulling out my cookbooks, and thumbing through recipes I have wanted to try but just didn't have the time, or cruising the food blogs to see what new to bake, such as this lemon tart, which turned out like this:
My waistline will probably appreciate the reduction in baking - I had forgotten how much I really love creating yumbolicious desserts.
Speaking of baking, I have finally sourced some strong bread flour imported from France. Hopefully it will arrive in time for me to get some baking done on the weekend.
So instead of dwelling on what I didn't get done, I am proud of what I accomplished (clean closets for me & my mother, new recipes tried out successfully, finding out who my true friends are and most importantly de-stressing). The husband is happy to have his wife back.
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