I didn’t realize how much time has passed until I clicked over to my second home here.

(sorry)

It’s been ups and downs since I last checked in.  Nothing new on the adoption front, just waiting ever so patiently…  actually, there is one thing.  Remember when I posted about NOT wanting to know where I was in terms of “waiting in line” at the agency?  Not that the line makes much sense since each waiting family has its own profile… but my social worker completely forgot not to tell me, and then provided an e-mail update last month that DID.

Oh well…  lol

Truth be told, it was what I thought, so no worries except I had hoped I was further up the list (smile).

So last I checked in I started my new job, and whoa…  big awakening.  In short, I hate it.  I hate the long hours.  I manage a business that is international which presents its own challenges…  like being on calls morning, noon, and night.  The workload is horrifying.  And, the money?  Permanently delayed.  No benefit to working at home if that’s all I am ever doing.

So I got to thinking…   Both Mr. X and I are in employment hell.  The key is to get balance back to our lives.  I’m working on a major shift.. AGAIN.  Because, dear lord!  I am not going to be able to do my present role with a new baby.   My short-term plan is to get into a space that will allow me time to not have to worry about the first few years.  So changes are in order that will require a lot of adjustment.  When I figure out the nuances of THE PLAN I’ll let you all know, but here’s the BIG REVEAL>>>

It will involve retirement from corporate life.  Mine.  Confused?  yeah, I get it.  Hang with me over the next month or so until I line up the ducks.

I’m also struggling with blogging.  Most of you know I have my home base on another blog.  I considered “privatizing” my 1st home, but with 5 years of followers and minor ad revenue (that does pay for two domain names and other blogging expenses) I just couldn’t bear to do it.  Which is how I ended up here.  Problem is, I’d rather be here, but I’m over there.  And over there, anything I write is read by IRL folks that found me via an astute Google search.  And you all know how fast word travels.  Before I knew it I had people in my son’s school reading the other blog, and…  well, I knew it would happen.  I’m just glad I folowed the Blogging Golden Rule… 

you know it, right?

“Don’t post ANYTHING you wouldn’t want read aloud to your closest friends and co-workers.”

At least I was smart in that regard.  Although, I sort of don’t want everyone to know my innermost feelings on infertility,  just the people that live in my computer.

:-)

What’s a girl to do?  I’ve made some new friends here that know my double-life and I hate to have ya’ll worry that you’ll call me by the wrong name there/here. So freaking time consuming and stressful.

Please tell me you have a suggestion I haven’t thought of.

Anyway, I get so frustrated I backed off the posts here.  Plus when I comment on your posts I forget who I am, Remy or XXXXX.  Which I know you love, right?  Because now you have no idea who I am.

So, the first fair thing to do is let you know if you want to know my main home, shoot me an e-mail and I’ll provide my other web address.  And then we can be confused here and there together.  Other than that, I got nothin’

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