In yesterday’s post I mentioned that I’ve been toying with the idea of returning to the workforce. I thought I would elaborate on that.
I have been a SAHM for just about 10 years now. I don’t have a “career” to go back to. I never became a practicing attorney, and I was just getting my “foot in the door” into the HR world. Most of my work experience is administrative or paralegal in nature.
During my 10 year tenure at Thomas Inc, I have tried my best to keep the mind sharp. I am an expert at research on the internet and I’m pretty-gosh-darn-good at Soduku puzzles. I attempted to be crafty–making cards and scrapbooks. But that just filled the time in between naps and preschool.
I volunteered a lot. It started when I joined my local Mom of Twins group. I went to a few meetings and felt like I could contribute to this organization that saved me from the stress of having twins. Within a year, I became co-editor of the club’s newsletter–a position that I held for 2.5 years. I became the Membership Secretary, and President. I am currently club treasurer. While writing for the club’s newsletter, I was approached by the National Mothers of Twins Organization to write for their publication–which has 26,000 readers!! I wrote articles bi-monthly for two years. I was a nationally published author!! (ok, maybe that’s a stretch….but it IS true). While we lived in England, this little American was even PTA President for a year!
So, contrary to what some may think, I have not spent the last 10 years of my life sitting around eating bon-bons while watching soap operas. OK—I’ll fess up. Everyday, at 1pm–it’s MY TV TIME. I watch “All My Children.” It’s the only “luxury” I allow myself between laundry, vacuuming, oil changes, battling insurance companies, taxiing kids, groceries, etc.
And….as you may recall, last year I started a home-based travel agency, hoping to use all the travel knowledge I’ve picked up over the years and put it to good use and help others. “So, how goes it?” you ask. Mediocre, at best. Granted, I have not put on a mega-media-blitz to get my name out there. My “marketing” has been low-key and “grass-roots.” But it has saddened me to see friends and family make their own travel plans without contacting me.
I figured that if I were to get a “real” job, that I could still do the travel thing on the side—or at least just get REAL GOOD deals for myself!
[Surprisingly, though, two people contacted me within the last 2 weeks to help them with their travel plans. And, they seem VERY HAPPY with my research!! They have both asked for business cards to pass along to their friends. (Yippee)]
Let’s get back on track….
Two thoughts left on returning to work: (1) Why? (2) Why not?
WHY? My boys seem to need ME less and less. All 3 boys are in school “full time” now. At home, they always ask Hubby to play with them. Hubby has been doing bath/shower time since I became pregnant w/ Little Guy. Speaking of Little Guy, he has started asking that Daddy read to him at night instead of me. My presence is less and less needed/wanted.
Unless, of course, if it concerns laundry or food. And then it’s EXPECTED. No appreciation or gratefulness.
I am Hubby’s biggest fan, but after 10 years of “working from home”,
it is tiring (not the right word, but I don’t know what to put in here)….I envy…. when he comes home from the office and tells me how well his meeting went, or how so-and-so complimented his presentation, or how is boss gave him a “juicy” project. He gets to interact with people on a daily basis and he gets the praise and recognition he deserves. (Yes, “work” is a 4-letter word, and he has more than his fair-share of bad days…but still…) I hope you catch my drift . No one compliments me on a shiny toilet bowl or thanks me for making sure their basketball shirt was washed in time for the game.
I feel as if my “Joie de Vivre” is missing. Because I am in charge of homework, clean-up, and other “sticky points” as a mom of 3 boys, I feel like (and truthfully, they feel like) I am always yelling at them. I am the Bad Guy. I don’t want to be remembered later in life as the “mean mom.” I just get SOOOOO TIRED of the asking, pleading, nagging, snapping. They simply wear me out. No wonder they don’t ask me to play with them (although their games are more “testosterone-based”) I simply feel like I’ve misplaced my fun. I used to be fun and cheerful and bubbly. Really. I was.
So, my thinking is…..if I return to work and interact with other grown-ups, they (the grown-ups) will be cheerful to me and say “thank you” and that will make me a happier person. And if I’m not home all day, there will be an expectation of others to contribute to life at Thomas Inc, since I won’t be there to cater to them.
Flawed logic? Or am I on to something?
WHY NOT? I’m afraid. It’s a tough job market out there. I have been out of work for TEN years. I have very few “SKILLS” to offer an employer that would be better than the next guy. My skills are “soft” skills rather than “hard” skills. I worry about finding an employer that understands snow days and sick kids and half-days and vacations (as we do seem to take a lot of those).
So, in the meantime, I will work on my resume……….making myself sound as impressive as I can………..continue to volunteer at Little Guy’s K-class, complete my “home projects”, work on the Travel Agency some more, and then start actively looking for a job near the end of the summer to start around the time school starts. That is my plan.