Tomorrow is my first day of work. At my full-time, away-from-the-house-all-day, kids-in-daycare, actual-paycheck-with-benefits, nine-to-five job. The past three and a half years of preschool mornings and afternoon naps and trips to the park and tedium and hilarium and bowls of Goldfish crackers are all at once over, and our normal now shifts to something brand new.
All those extraordinary ordinary hours of insignificant significance. They were tedious, they were hilarious. They were terrible and wonderful. They were every single thing in between. I feel so unbelievably relieved to be leaving those days behind. I feel so unbelievably sad that things can’t stay exactly the same forever. Both. In equal measure.
Here’s to all those hours of yestertime, which were so full of nothing and everything all at the same time.
Music credit: All This Beauty by The Weepies