I recently got promoted at work. Okay, well, bumped. It’s a one year contract to cover for someone who is covering for someone else for maternity leave. But it’s full time, and it’s a great chance to learn a little bit more about where I work and to stretch my muscles in a professional capacity.
For the past four years, I’ve been a part-timer. I’ve worked afternoons only which means that I’ve gotten into certain habits. The luxury of sleeping late when I’ve been up past 2 am the night before (or sometimes later), the luxury of having mornings to myself in the house to work on the books, throw in a load of laundry, take kids to appointments, go for a walk, did I mention work on the books?
And now after years of having those decadent mornings to myself I am back to waking early, making myself a lunch (which I am still finding exciting to do for myself after years of making them for kids), being dressed and ready and out of the house by 8 am. It’s almost a shock to the system.
It was time, I think, for some things to change. For four years my working life has been pretty much the same, so a switch-up in how things are done is welcome, even though I am still getting accustomed to it. And yes, I will miss being able to spend my mornings working from my office, or my bed, clad in my big red bathrobe and not worrying about professional appearances until much closer to noon, I am enjoying moving on in my life.
Nothing ever really stays the same for too long, I’ve noticed. Children grow up, marriages change, or end, or get renewed, parents age, WE age, seasons come and go and we must march on with them. So, as much as I will miss my mornings, I realize that life couldn’t have stayed exactly the same for too much longer anyway. And with all the other changes that have happened lately, this one feels like it’s just…right.