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by ToLiveIsToFly » Wed Nov 12, 2008 12:50 pm
If it's not one thing, it's another.
Frankie's not in day care today again, but it's not because of illness. He's home because his Mom can watch him. She was laid off yesterday. Hopefully she'll land on her feet.
It's a little terrifying, I think more so for me than her, because she can do more to affect the situation. I have faith in her, but it's still really tough to focus on anything else, like work.
She is a marketing manager for an architecture firm. If anybody knows of marketing openings in the Chicago area, we're all ears. Or if anybody knows anyone who needs marketing work done on a freelance basis. Of course I'm a little vague on what exactly she does, but I know she can do award submissions, research reports, design of marketing materials, and presumably a whole bunch more.
The worst thing for me is we need to figure out what to do about daycare. We absolutely love the place he's in now, but there's no way we can afford it on just my income. And if we pull him out, there's no telling how soon we can get him back in. The thought of having more time for Mommy to be with him is really great, but he's also getting so much from having a group of similarly-aged kids to play with every day. I'm convinced that's why he's walking so soon, for example. (Update during the several-hour period between when I started writing this and when I posted it: the daycare is being pretty great. They're waiving the cancellation fee, and the 30-day notice, and if we try to come back anytime in the next six months we'll have priority. So that's good news)
On a completely unrelated note, I had joined a bowling league for the first time since I was in college. Last night was my first night of bowling, and she insisted that I go. I did MUCH better than expected, averaging 175, which is better than back in the day. So either bowling ball technology has evolved in leaps and bounds since the late 80s, or I've magically gotten better during a near-20-year layoff, or more likely it's a fluke and I'll have a lousy handicap relative to my true ability for the next few weeks.