Just call me Dolly. Minus the majestic mammaries (how's that for alliteration?)
I've accepted a job offer. Full-time. In Boston.
Let's rewind, shall we?
I've been working in law firms as a paralegal for over 10 years now. After Eldest was born, I quit the rat race. I had been commuting into Boston for over 2 years. Time for a change and a priority shift to family.
Since then, I have been lucky enough to be able to keep my feet wet in my profession by working part-time. For the past 4 years (and 2 pregnancies), I have been employed by a husband and wife in their small firm as the only paralegal. They have treated me wonderfully and it has truly been a family-friendly opportunity.
But Hubby and I aren't getting anywhere financially. We're like hamsters spinning around and around that frickin' wheel. Sure, we're fine. We can certainly keep on truckin'--just doing what we're doing, living paycheck-to-paycheck, but we're both exhausted from the sheer stress of living this way. And never getting ahead.
Me going back to work full-time should alleviate
some lots of financial pressure.
I have been offered a job as a Senior Paralegal (a real title!) in the Legal Division of a corporation, making enough money for us to pay off some debts, yet start saving at the same time. I will (finally) have a 401K. And 4 weeks paid vacation.
I have chosen to do this now, while the boyz are younger. As they get older, I realize that after-school activities and homework will become the norm. I very much hope to be at home at this time.
This was (and continues to be) a gut-wrenching decision. But it's one I believe is the right one at this point in our lives. For us. For our future.
I start December 3.