I applied for another job yesterday.
It's just part time, like the others. It will probably pay pretty badly, like the others. It will no doubt require a fair amount of juggling and creativity to get completed, much like the others.
But, it's also during term time. It's working with kids. It's flexible hours. It involves me getting out and about (rather than stuck in the office as oft I am). And so I reckon there's a few small windows in my diary that could easily be filled with income earning, productive activity.
When I updated my C.V. I was almost surprised to read that I'm actually probably quite an attractive candidate (sheesh pity the boys out there couldn't see that aye!)...I have the skills and experience that's required -although not the formal qualifications - and already have good industry contacts and connections.
So, you may ask, why am I mad enough to take on yet more work, when it would appear that my days are already full to bursting?
Well, the fact is, that I can't afford not to. And while it really is tempting to dump ALL of these part time bits and go find one, simple, wellpaying, full time job, I just can't see how I could get any quality of life from that. I want to be home for the children after school each day. I don't want to be arriving home at 5.30 on a cold and dark winter's night and then having to start dinner. I don't want to be spending 90 minutes a day travelling to and from work. I don't want to have to go and upgrade my wardrobe for office friendly clothes (let alone the extra time it takes to get ready in the morning).
I certainly don't want, at least while the children are young, to have to work through every school holiday, find care for them when they're sick, and miss all their important milestones and events at school.
Yes, it's a juggle with the $$$, and the time - to make sure every bit gets done well - but the payoffs are enormous.
From the outside my life appears to be already pretty frantic with work and family and those other commitments that eat up all the tape on my answerphone message, but actually I could easily fit a few more hours of something in.
I guess another upside of being disgustingly organised at home is that I spend a minimal amount of time on a 'to do around the house' list. I get to spend lots of times doing the things I love.
Besides, what would I do if I wasn't busy?