March 15, 2011 by Marj Hatzell
So I’m toying with the idea of going back to work. I’ve finished working on my resume (pretend there’s and accent on the resume) and asked for some letters of recommendation and it seems like it’s a position I’d likely enjoy. Scratch that, I know I’d like it because it’s something I’ve done in the past – instructional aide.
I have a degree in special education. I’ve worked as an instructional aide before while I put myself through college. I have kids with special needs. I write about kids with special needs. I would love this job.
A kid who gets up at 2am on a regular basis. Now I’m hesitant to finish applying for this job. Of course, maybe I’m being overly confident that I’ll GET the job. But they’d be silly not to hire me, yo. I’ve got MAD SKILLZ.
But. The sleep thing. Means my mad skillz are not so mad.
Part time would be ideal because I could still sleep sometimes. And days like today? When Bugaboo gets up at 2am and stays awake until it’s time to get on the bus? I could still catch some Zzzzs before the buses arrive.
Maybe I’m just being stupid and should NOT go back to work. I mean, I WANT to. But the circumstances. Oy. Getting a writing gig would fit in better. So would more dog sitting and kid sitting, you know? Because I could still SLEEP when I needed to. Mostly.
Unless the dog does something stupid like SOME BORDER COLLIES I KNOW who don’t particularly like their gentle leader and hook their paw in there and get it stuck and then flip tail over head and land face first on the pavement and scrape a chunk of their eyebrow off in the process, resulting in needed medical attention. AHEM, BORDER COLLIE.
Good thing she’s cute.