Re-learning to Juggle while in high heels...and leaving my side kick behind

Wow it's been a long time since my last post!  The last 3 weeks have been a whirlwind.

I started my new job on July 18th as a Marketing Director for a real estate agency and I am loving it!  To me there's nothing better than a good challenge.  Its nice to "stretch" the brain muscles again.

Besides my marketing responsibilities, part of my designated duties are to fix computer, printer, and other various office equipment issues.  By "fix" I mean rebooting, re-installing, changing settings, monitoring LAN and wireless connections, etc.  To be honest, I was a bit intimidated at the thought at first,  but I've done quite an amount of "fixing" and surprised myself as to how much I have absorbed over the years.  I have more of a creative brain - or so I thought - but my synapses start to fire when I get a call about some one's computer issue.  Its like a puzzle, and I adore puzzles - especially crossword puzzles - and use that attitude to approach the issue and master it.

The office staff is a tight knit group and have been very welcoming, helpful and personable. The agents number around 60 or so and initially I am so not good with names.   I have to have a good conversation and eye contact before I can truly recall a name.  Not so easy with so many people with busy schedules flying in and out.  Of course I have a memory like a steel trap for trivial things such as knowing every single word to every single song on my favorite album...and can belt them out at a moment's notice.  Not useful except for self entertainment while driving.



Mom where the heck
have you been all day?

Surprisingly, getting used to getting up, working a full day in an office setting and commuting has not been difficult at all.  The most difficult aspect of re-entering the work force was leaving my favorite co-worker behind.  Once I get home and am met with joyous squeaks, happy yipping, a wagging tail and a little tongue trying to reach me wherever it can; I get "the look."  The look of reproach.  Dash has it mastered.  Look at his little face and tell me you don't feel guilty!

So the groceries, cleaning the house, cooking, lawn care, laundry, etc., etc., etc.  Cram that in during the evenings and weekends - I am so not used to that.  Freelancing gave me the luxury of getting those things done because I didn't have set hours.  As long as everything I committed to was completed,  no problem.  I am lucky to have such a wonderful husband who partners with me to do all these things and he's a huge help.



Nummy treats on a restful
Sunday afternoon.



With all the running around, working and responsibilities, Sundays have been deemed the "leave me alone I want to spend time with my husband and do whatever," and we look forward to our Sundays.  

Of course that Sunday involves "doggie" activities!