Thursday, December 20, 2012

Thursday - Working from Home

Homemaking Thursday

Wow. I'm going to be working from home. How is this going to work? How do I separate my paid work from my unpaid homemaking? Will I intertwine them? Re-reading my past posts, I want to make sure I find and honor my own rhythms. I love the idea of taking good care of home, but that's never really realized itself as me scrubbing baseboards, ya know?

Based on my past experiences when I wasn't working, I can imagine my day being very disjointed. Work at paid work until I feel distracted and then have a nice list of domestic tasks to do when I need to wander around.

And what about my wife? When my friend Mora moved in I wrote about how wonderful it was to have her around to do the occasional chore. But for the last week or two she's been sleeping later and later (presumably because she's staying up later and later) and we're all doing a really good job keeping our house clutter to a minimum. So no wife available or really needed to do chores. 

Let's see what the new year brings, shall we?


Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Wednesday - I Forgot to Write a Post

Health and Wellness Wednesday

Ummm, I forgot to write a post today.
But I read this post yesterday about how you should laugh, think, and cry every day. It made me realize how weepy I'm getting as I get older. Last week I cried at an epsiode of Everybody Loves Raymond. Screw you, okay? I was ovulating and I can't even remember which epsiode it was but it feels good to get all teary-eyed...
Whatever. That's normal.
Happy Christmas and Merry New Year.

What did you forget to do today?

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Tuesday - Big Changes for Grey

The Woman I Want to Be Tuesday

Today I am anxious and excited and relaxed and full of Christmas cheer. Over the weekend Rob and I went to see a local musical production of A Christmas Carol. At first I thought it was super-cheesy but then something happened. The music and the accents and that Tiny Tim with his little crutch and his little lisp and the 2 glasses of wine I had a t dinner all conspired to make my heart grow until fill to capacity with Christmas spirit. Aaaawww. 

Then my boss comes to me and says my job is being shifted so that I may work from home. Did you hear me? I get to work from home! I'm kvelling with excitement! I anticipated being told that they really don't need me anymore - but instead I get told that they anticipate needing me for at least another year (yeah!) and that I'll be working remotely from home. No more dry cleaning. No more commute to a building where I have no control over the thermostat. No more excruciating planning and packing lunches so I can save calories and money by not eating at restaurants. No more coming home from the office and feeling too lazy to run the vacuum.

By mid-January this should be in effect so I only have a couple of weeks to enjoy the anticipation. Until then I'll enjoy the holidays with Rob and Mora and doggies.

Monday, December 17, 2012

Monday - Counting the Sex

Marriage and Relationships Monday

Rob and I have had sex 4 times this month. Why do I know that? Because I have an app. It's supposed to track my menstrual cycle but it also has a HAD SEX indicator. I wasn't sure how I'd feel about seeing our stats in black and white (it's a color display but you know what I mean) but it turns out that it makes me feel great! I notice and have proof when it's been awhile which allows me to plan a seduction. It also makes me feel less anxious when I feel like it's been awhile but I check and it's been less than a week.

We've all read those little tidbits in women's magazines about how often the "average" couple does it. Whether those snippets of information make you feel good, bad, or indifferent about your own sex life I believe we all have a number that we want. Or a number that we fantasize about. And my favorite thing about marriage? The only people that get a vote on the sex frequency in your marriage are you and your spouse. I love that. It doesn't matter what your neighbors, magazines, or anyone else says. 

So after feeling a bit ambivalent about counting the sex, I now embrace it. Pun intended?

Do you count? Are you having too much? Not enough? Just right? And why does an adult conversation like this end up sounding like a children's story about piglets?