Lonely Days or Cabin Fever

I did the unthinkable. I quit my day job. Six years ago I got a job at a very reputable corporate company. At the time my daughter was almost 2, I was unemployed and bored. The thought of being around adults all day sounded great. I moved up in the company and made a nice living. Although it was a good job with a great company, something was missing. Myself. I was the kid in high school who didn’t eat meat, marched in protests and surrendered myself to the music coming out of my record player. Sure I have come along way since then, but I’m not a completely different person.

Just recently I hadĀ a second child. A boy. The most adorable boy I have ever seen. To think of going back to my corporate cubicle job and miss out on his childhood was just too much. After much discussion with the hubby, we found a way to make it work. I would quit my job and be what I said I would never do again. A stay at home mom. I knew immediately that I had to have some kind of creative outlet or I would go mad. Luckily, my sister and I had been recently dabbling in vintage selling on etsy and we were having fun. So here I am. Home with Gavin and running the online vintage shop. Sure I love it. I get to spend the days with my baby and work on the shop to keep my mind active. The only problem with an online shop is that’s what it is…online. . I feel the walls closing in on me lately and although I love hanging out with my boy, he’s not much for conversation. While I interact all day with people online, it really doesn’t equate to a real adult conversation. I really don’t want to sound like I’m complaining. I think I just need a mommy getaway or something. I need to hit the refresh button and get my mojo back in gear. I have no regrets about the position I am currently in and would do it again in a heartbeat. Perhaps I need a better system for my day. But, crap, I’m terrible at schedules and I’m rarely able to maintain them for more than a week. Maybe I should start a “Stay at home-work at home-needs some stimulating conversation that has nothing to do with kids club”. Might need to shorten the name a bit. I have even considered going to the book club at the library. Ugh…Anyways…I need a plan.