The working Me

Wait. I would like to rephrase that.
The Paid-to-Work Working Me.
Because saying that I wasn't working before is sooooo incorrect.
The only difference is that I have been added to someone's payroll.
And this payroll does not involve tickle time, butterfly kisses, sticky fingers, whispered I love you's, or naps.
But it does still allow me to receive payment from and continue to work for my current employers.Plus my boss is super cool.
Yeee to the haw.
Would you like to know some of the things I am learning?
Alriiiiiight.

• Aloha is a magical word made even more magical to my ears when someone from Hawaii says it.
• Texans and those from the south are very laid back and I find that when I talk to them, I sound like a speed racer.
• I like the Texan accent.
• I cannot pull of the Texan accent.
• The TV makes for a great babysitter.
• Michael does in fact know how to grocery shop.
• I miss writing on my blog.
• When I have free time, I do not wish to spend it on the computer. (Who would have ever thought, eh?)
• I have a whole new perspective and appreciation for working moms.
• Prioritizing and scheduling of my time is essential. Again, who would have thought I would become organized?
• I am happiest when my children smile, when my bed is made, my dishes are done, and there is food in my belly.
• Working from home is the bomb.

If you had my boss, you'd say the same thing. Of course, I may be partial.