Andrew's new haircut

Today I am waiting in line at the social security place (because I have lost my SS card....and you can't work without showing it) and Andrew is sitting on the counter waiting for the lady to print out my info. When he looks at me, points to my nose and says "nose".....then giggles. I have not showed him this little "trick" yet. So don't ask me where he learned it. And just to make sure I was hearing things correctly, I asked him "where's mommy's nose" and he pointed to it. My child is a genius!!!
I am not one to sit and feel sorry for myself....nor do I want anyone else to feel sorry for me. I am one to always listen and help others out. Not very often will you hear a complaint from me. I have had a weekend from hell. It has really got me thinking. You know sometimes one thing really sucky happens to you and it goes downhill from there. I am not going to bore all of you will my woes. But there are some things that I think if I just get them out, I might be able to sleep at night. For the last couple months (towards the end of Wilsons) I have been seriously thinking about going back to work. I love my children very much and I would never take back the time I have spent with them at home. However, I;m starting to feel a little like the maid and not the mom or wife. I have very mixed emotions about this decision. I have applied several places but you know you hear the same thing over, " We really need you to work EVERY weekend", "You are just not qualified" OR you just don't like the people working there already...so forget it. I have an interview tomorrow morning with a place here in town that seems pretty promising......not going to jinx that one. Later on that.