…in the span of a few hours, I went from needing to find a job to getting to be a stay at home wife and eventually mother. While it’s what we planned to do eventually, I was expecting to have to work for at least a few years while Joe built a career he could support us on. When he left the house this morning for a job interview, I had all the faith in the world that he would do well, but I didn’t let it sink in until he got the phone call this afternoon confirming his initial offer of employment.
I’m incredibly grateful and so very proud of Joe, but the change is rather jarring. I’ve had to work my whole adult life and I just don’t know how to handle not needing to work. I’ve become so accustomed to fitting everything else around working that I don’t know what to do with myself. I’ll have time to write, to do everything I’ve never really had the time to do before.
I just don’t know how to handle this, and it’s freaking me out.