Life changes a lot when you go from not having a job to having one.
You have to wear pants in the daytime.
You get one mid-day meal.
You come home from work, fall on your face on the floor and your husband finds you there three hours later, snoring and drooling pathetically.
All of this I was pretty much expecting. Hey, I've had jobs before.
What I wasn't expecting was that I would totally forget what to do with my weekends.
Seriously, the first one came along and I just wandered the house wondering, "What did I used to DO with all this free time?"
People, IT HAD BEEN THREE DAYS!!!!!
4 comments:
lol - I'm sure you'll eventually find something or other to while away those boring hours away from the dairy. But I can well see that few things can be as thrilling as packing all those tubs of cheese!
That's a fact!
The nightmare is i forgot what to do with a week day since i have been working at home they have all blended into one big working weekend
Ooooh. That is scary!
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