Sometimes it's hard to focus. I would rather be reading and planning and baking and gardening than simply taking a lunch break before I head back to work. As it is, my mind starts to wander back to what I'd be doing if I didn't have to go back to work. Which is kind of funny, because I know that once I was at home, all of my nicely laid plans of planning and reading, baking and gardening would not so much come to fruition as would wrangling up the kids, tending to my husband, and trying to clean up messes as they happen so the house doesn't turn into a disaster area. Knowing that, it makes me wish I didn't have to work at all and could instead make my home keeping and kid wrangling and husband tending my full time job. I am VERY thankful that I do have a job. It is a wonderful one that God has given me. One that provides for our needs and many of our wants, while allowing my husband to stay home with the kids and finish his engineering degree. And I try to remind myself that (Lord willing!) me working is only a short term solution until my husband finishes school and lands his career. I really do try to be content with whatever situation I find myself in. It's just kind of hard on the slow days, when crocheting and meal planning, seed trays and soap making are calling my name. Loudly.
