Since moving to NC over a year ago, I haven’t worked outside of the home at all.
Before our move, I was a math tutor for YEARS. I began tutoring when T was a baby and continued at least 2 times a week until our move to NC.
Sometimes I forget that I used to work two nights a week. Many times it feels strange to have “nothing to do” in the evenings.
But I have to admit that I love it.
For me, it is a gift to be home with my kids all day AND have the evenings to make dinner, talk on the phone, play games with the kids, watch a show, or go for a run. It feels so restful compared with running out the door as my husband ran in the door. I feel fortunate that this is now our situation.
There are definitely financial tradeoffs and sometimes I miss that extra money to buy
the cognac riding boots and gray skinny jeans that are on my list some extras. I admit that many times I want to lazily grab lunch out with the kids more than I should and I miss that extra cash.
But for this season of my life, I am happy with the tradeoff. I know I will find some way to
get those boots save some cash in the budget for little treats and I also know that I can live without gray jeans some of it.
I appreciate the gift of work for the season that it felt necessary. Right now, I appreciate the break. Admittedly, I talk about finding some ways to make extra income in the future and what I want to do “when I grow up”. I have no clue what next year or the next five years will hold in terms of finances and needs, but for now, I am grateful for this season of our family life.
(The irony of this is that I wrote it about 2 months ago. Right now I have had a few tutoring doors peek open, though I am not convinced it is time to step through them. But, I am considering it. It was nice to read this again before publishing it to remind myself what I am giving up if I open that door again! Either way, I am grateful for the last 1.5 years (and possibly more) of a break from work!)