Prayer. Answered with a 3 stooges-style smack

It was so hard to get back onto the grind today after a good few days of fun times with my daughter and a few friends. I forgot about school work since Friday morning and spent the weekend relishing many things I love to do. Annalise played to her heart's content as well. I realized that if I was not working, I would be just fine. I used my huge tax refund to pay off the credit cards and get ahead in the rent. I live a simple life. It has been a Very Long Time since I could say with certainty that I would be ok for a while without my job. I would have time to pursue other ways to draw an income and definitely finish my degree faster. I no longer have family members who expect things out of me to be done a certain way. Yes. I think I could, actually "unjob".

Because of this, it was extremely hard to get into the daily routine. I have to renew my first aid certification at work and I was havin a bad case of the mondays. I said a prayer to get me through it. I was like, "please god. Please. Get me back into it. Please take away my case of the Monday's. Amen".

It is true that God works in mysterious, often slapstick ways. Before methods class, I started Facebook chatting about unjobbing with a friend of mine who is rather bohemian and anti establishment. It was not long at all before this friend outright told me that I have been abusing Annalise her whole life because I am a working mother.

Some immediate unfriending ensued. Immediately I was back "into" the grind and immediately my mind was back down to earth. It is quite laughable when you have seen real child abuse regularly in your career and then you ate told that ou are an abusive mother. It is also exteremely laughable when you and only you know the love you have for your child and how far you strive away from anything negative in her life, let alone abusive. I am very pleased with her life. I am glad for the choices I have made. This is to everyone: get to know someone really well before making judgements. Better yet, put yourself in their shoes or do not generalize like this at all. I am glad I am back in my routine/groove. God had to take on the roll of a stooge with a frying pan, but it got the job done