Now that I am a WAHM (fancy talk for "Work At Home Mom"), I need more space. I'm coming out of the powder room!
whined explained to my neighbor/gal pal how difficult I was finding the whole WAHM gig.
1. The phone rings 972 times a day.
2. My mister comes home for lunch.
3. Friends pop by to see "what the heck a WAHM does all day?!?"
4. Guilt prompts me to clean or do laundry or
eat bon bon's wash dishes.
5. Working in silence is totally out of my comfort zone.
6. I began to
drink talk to myself and crack jokes to an empty room.
My gal pal, a veteran WAHM, suggested we form a "Moffice"! Get it? A mom office- MOFFICE!
For the past week, we have been sharing an office space.
I usually stumble into the moffice by 9:30am, coffee in hand, computer under my arm, and bandana on my head.
It has been a total game changer. My "work time" is clearly defined while I am in the moffice. No guilt, no interruptions, no bon bons.
Take a lookiloo:
WHAT OUR KIDS THINK WE DO...
WHAT OUR FRIENDS THINK WE DO...
WHAT OUR HUSBANDS
HOPE THINK WE DO...
WHAT WE THINK WE DO...
How about you? Are you a WAHM? A SAHM? Are you a "working mom"? (Yes, I know that "working mom" is redundant!)
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