Working Mama

OK so I'll admit this working thing is much harder than I ever imagined it being. Back in Wyoming I had a "job" working for a single optometrist and I believe I now indebted to her for her kindness at that job. This was my 5th day of training and third day of clinic. I am dog beat tired. My brain is mush. I still remember alot of the job skills from before my head injury, but it just is the processing of those skills in a different way that is kicking my butt. I would hate to get dooced so I just won't do it. But I can say I have met some awesome people who I will be working with. My kids seem to be taking this in stride as well and I am just to dang tired at night to fuss with them over the mess in the house. (As if I was June Cleaver before!)