January 15, 2007
Well that’s a lot of letters behind my husbands name, huh? Pretty freakin’ impressive if I do say so myself. Jared’ not just a Doctor of Chiropractic anymore, he’s also earned his license and credentials as a full-time Stay at Home Dad. As of yesterday, I’ve become an all-American working mom, and until he gets his practice up and running, Jared is holding down the fort and staying home with James.
Yesterday was our first day of this arrangement and I’ve got to admit that Jared is kicking my mother-lovin’ trash in the housespouse department. I came home last night to find a clean child, clean laundry, clean dishes, and a low-fat/high-fiber dinner on the table. Jared, on the other hand, used to come home to a pile of dirty laundry shoved under the bed, a kid with a majorly plumped up diaper, a personal pizza in the toaster oven, and a wife with one very well-crafted excuse.
To cap it all off, Jared voluntarily moved ‘Potty Training’ to the top of his to-do list. I really do love this man.
Life has taken a dramatic change of direction in the last week or so. I’ve graduated from my former role as a babysitter, and I’m currently working as the affordable housing director for a small, off-beat, coastal town. It’s day two on the job, and so far I’m settling in quite nicely. I should also note that I was required to wear a hardhat to several job sites today. I was unaware that hardhats were a part of the job, so when my boss handed me that yellow piece of plastic beauty—I swear on my hamster’s grave—I just about crapped my pants.
I love hardhats, and it's always been a dream of mine to wear one to work. I was so excited about my new equipment, that I actually wore the hat in my car as I drove to the first construction site. Every time I stopped at an intersection I’d look at a pedestrian...or a stop sign...or a stray dog, I’d point to my hat, and confidently nod my head as I mouthed the words “It’s a hardhat b*tch.”
I’ve been out of the workforce for almost three years now, so I really wasn't sure what to expect when I stepped into town hall yesterday morning. The closest thing I have to recent work experience is the fact that I’m a big fan of the show The Office. And for all of you fellow Office fans out there, I’m please to let you know that we also have an administrative assistant named Pam. The Pams look nothing alike, and my Pam happens to be a lesbian—but other than that, they’re totally the same.
So that's my job in a nutshell. Perhaps later in the week I'll tell you about Dennis. He's an old bearded man who wears flannels, jean, and suspenders and has a ridiculous obsession with celebrity gossip. His obsession includes--but is not limited to--the cosmetic procedures that stars have had and should have. Honestly, I had no idea about Meg Ryan's botched lip job until today--poor thing.
17 comments:
You need potty training rewards. The audio and chocolate rewards were powerful incentives to fully potty train our son. Watch the video below and good luck!!!
http://youtube.com/watch?v=pMzRT5-8mYU
Go, Jared! I am very happy for you, Amy. I too would be wearing the hard hat everywhere!
Miss you.
I'm laughing my butt off at the thought of you driving around in your hardhat mouthing that to all the pedestrians.
I love the office too!
I bet Jared is glad that SAHD was much faster to get than the DC
I am glad to hear of Jared's homemaking abilities. Good luck with the hard hat. Hard hats rule!
Yay for hardhats... that's so sexy. Hope your new job is awesome.
I can just see your dazzling smile under that hard hat. I hope you're wearing a really professional-looking woman's suit, too. That would just top it off!
If I wear my plastic firehat when I see you, can I ride with you?
Sounds like you need to start calling your Pam Oscar (maybe not to her face, but in your mind). I have assigned Office names to people in my office who exhibit character traits similar to the characters on the show (again, not to their face, but it helps me keep people straight in my mind). Maybe you can call the old guy Phylis b/c I think they sound the same.
Oh give him a week and he'll be ordering pizza for dinner and scrubbing jame's teeth with his finger because he can't find the toothbrush!!
So parenting doesn't require a hard hat? Hmmmm, this certainly makes a more appealing option now that I know that.
I sure hope this whole "job" thing doesn't distract you from your blogging. That would be a darn-outright shame. I thought we were more important than that.
Oh, but I'm sure we would all like to see a pic of you in the hard hat!
That would totally rock if Jared could just take care of that pesky potty-training while you get to ride around in your hardhat! I call it quite the trade-off ;)
Will Jared be blogging everyday to entertain us?
Congrats on the new job. I love the office too ... is there a Dwight?
Yay for you and your new hard hat job! Sounds cool. I hope this means you guys have found a place to live and are no longer homeless!
Yep. When my husband stayed home I found he was much better at housework and stuff like that than I ever have been.
Although I discovered later that my daughter was watching like four hours of TV a day. I quickly cut that back to three and a half! See, I'm better at some stuff.
I agree with p.o.m. we need photographic proof of this hard hat of yours.
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