Being a stay at home mom/unemployed banker has some pros and cons.
When the rain comes down extra hard its wonderful to know I can curl up with my Mickey Mouse mug and sip coffee as the family trudges out the door. I am also known for the sweet smell of laundry that wafts through the air and the laundry monster hasn’t claimed a victim since late July. I see my kids right after school and enjoy them without the stress of whether I sold enough units to meet quota for the day/week/month/quarter.
That halting stillness that most of your new friends are other stay at home mothers. Who talk about their children. A lot. You were once the HBIC and you are now the head of a house. That former peers have advanced and that one monkey truly does not stop the show.
It can be depressing.
This past Sunday the Good Reverend Doctor pointed out that this was “My time! I can climb into the lap of God and tell Him my needs and instantly see His work in my life”. I still struggle with God really hearing me and understanding what I need and then doing what I want. I’m an American, so instant gratification is what I always demand. God don’t do instant gratifying.
This led me to my bookcase where I found a spanking new copy of The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron and read the first two chapters.
I want to know that life does not begin and end in the 12 items or less lane at Pathmark. Don’t misunderstand, I get great pleasure from the relationship I have with my Savior. I also have the joy of knowing I am hands on in my kids lives. The Mister and I are working out kinks that have been hidden by late nights at the office and a fleeting hello and goodbye as we rush off to join the rat race.
I now have the time and the means to just do it. And do it I will.
This Wednesday begins a new self discovery that will allow me to tap into my creative side and allow me to free the person lost in the desire to be the number one branch and the sharpest dresser. I now have another tool (the Bible is my number one guide) that allows me to be the person I was born to be.
Join my journey into self discovery, morning pages, and artist’s dates where I discover “My time!”