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Saturday, January 9, 2010


...that being a mom is one of the hardest jobs out there...

For the last several weekends, Kirk has been working with my dad, helping to meet deadlines for a weekend-only installation job. (My dad owns a storage system installation company.) He generally goes on Friday from about 4:30 pm to 11:00 pm, then again all day Saturday. By all day, I mean 8:00 am often until midnight or later. And then if the work still isn't done, he goes on Sunday, too.

This morning, he woke up and jokingly said, "I think you should go to work for me today." Without so much as a pause, I said, "Ok." I then proceeded to find some clothes I didn't mind ruining, drove to Reams to buy a pair of work gloves, and headed off to the warehouse.

What on earth would possess me to do this?

Lets see. Stay home and play single mom... again? Or go hang out with my dad's employees (all of whom are either family or friends of mine) and not have to listen to single whiny or frustrated "Mom" all day? Nevermind that the latter also meant backbreaking work including stacking wood covered in 35 year old dirt onto pallets until said stacks were taller than me. Nevermind that I probably swung a small sledge hammer over 600 times. Nevermind that I had to try to keep up with much more seasoned (and in shape) employees with a 3-months post-baby body. All of that seemed easier to me than being a good mom today.

I was exhausted after 8 hours and had to call Kirk to come relieve me. But I thoroughly enjoyed the hours I was there. I worked hard, caught up with a few old friends, listened to show tunes (Yeah, wanna see something funny? I'm pretty darn sure my dad's crew is the only warehouse installation crew that listens to show tunes and Billy Joel), and got in a great workout, too!

As I was leaving, my dad asked me if I was done "playing" for the day. I left exhausted, but strangely rejuvenated.

Even though sometimes going off to a job seems easier than being a mom, I know no one can do my job better than I can, and I'm sure grateful to be able to do it.

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Rebecca and Nick said...

We mommies need a little "break" once in a while, huh! That's funny. Sometimes doing housework while Nick entertains the kids is a little "break" in a way for me.

Kris said...

Way to go Andrea!