From Stilettos to Flip Flops
Time. I had no time for myself, my husband and my daughter. I was pulling twelve to sixteen hour work days including weekend overtime. To make things worse I was on night shift, as I have been for the past seven years since graduating from college. I was so hooked on caffeine that if I got stabbed, I'd bleed coffee. Everything was rushed and all actions came with a time stamp. The routine was to get home before hubby and baby wakes up, have a few minutes of peace if I'm lucky. I then have a quick chat and playtime with a sleepy father and daughter tandem while feeling groggy and sore all over. Fall asleep while still chewing "brinner" (a term I coined for dinner eaten during breakfast). After 5 hours of sleep (again, if I'm lucky) I wake up rush myself out the door and do my make up in the cab. I'm one of those people who can put on mascara in a moving vehicle. Neat, huh?!
Weekends are a hoot, I try as much not to sleep on weekends to "make most of the day". Try going to the mall with a toddler after having been awake for 24 hours. Its enough to drive anyone bonkers. I get so cranky my husband is afraid to unleash me in public. My daughter was so confused with my EST schedule she greets me good morning in the afternoon, followed by the words "shoes", "wow" and "bye bye M" (short for Mommy).;
So there, I've decided to put an end to all these nonsense! I quit my job and as much as I love those shoes, I traded my stilettos for flip flops.