5 Things I Miss about Going to an Office

It's been three, almost four, years since I dropped out of the "rat race" and settled down quietly into the confines of home. Deciding on giving it all up (as if there was that much to give up---there wasn't) came really easy for me. There was no other option. I had to. The pay was better, I would be able to look after my son, and I'd have the freedom to go back and forth the little town where we used to live and wherever I wanted to go (although I truly am too lazy to ~travel~ like everyone else).

For the last three years, I've been comfortable. I've accomplished much because I stay at home. Although, sometimes---recently, it's been most of the time---I feel lonely. My son goes to school the entire day, my husband goes to work too. So I am left alone most of the day, and it gets boring.

I Want to Be That Kind of Parent

For every waking day of my entire seven-year parental life, I've been nervous. Saying that would be an understatement, actually. 

I am constantly at the edge of my seat. All I want is to be good at what I do. And to do it right. To not screw up. You can't blame me though. 

What Makes You Happy?

I was meaning to write this post about two days ago when I had witnessed something that was quite---I don't know---revolting (?). I was itching to get this done when I got to work, but lo and behold, my boss decided to be a total ass and watched my every move---virtually, that is. It sucks when you're not in the same office as your dictator and still he manages to squeeze the shhh out of you.

Now back to the topic: What makes you happy? For some people it's intangible things, things that are neither seen or touched, but felt. It may be the feeling of achievement after reaching the nth level of Tetris Battle or the satisfaction felt after defecating (SO SUE ME! Some people do feel relieved and satisfied after dumping the shhhht. Literally.)