What to do....

I'm finding myself faced with a dilemma.  It's becoming more and more apparent that I need to find work, paying work that is.  As college and cars for three children is looming in the near future, and the economy continues in the toilet at the hands of Mr. 'spend and then tax' Obummer, I find myself increasingly concerned about how we're going to pay for everything coming our way.

I'm actually toying with the idea of...  get this.... school bus driver.  Doesn't sound too crazy when you consider that I am essentially that anyway, just with 3 instead of 30.  I've learned to tune out the screaming and rowdy play that sometimes erupts behind my head while I'm negotiating an on-ramp.  I'm skilled at dodging flying objects when I have to hit the brakes a little hard.  And I've gotten really good at booting the kids out the car door while barely slowing down at the curb, then laying rubber on my way to the next 'almost late' stop of my taxi run.  True, the dash to school has become less frequent as they have gotten older, and I would have to rise at O'dark:30 to start my day.  But, I would be home after school to help with homework and during most days to (being optimistic here) keep up with housework and keep doing websites.  Those are both big pluses.

Alternatively, I could get busy and start promoting the website business in earnest.  I've only toyed with it so far, just doing enough to break even or bring in a little.  With the right business model, I think I could do okay with it.  Guess I need to have another cup of coffee and think it over some more...

Well, we're off and running on another busy hockey weekend.  Jason has high school games tonight and tomorrow, both in Lexington, home games on Saturday and another high school game on Monday.  Jenny has games all weekend in N. KY (hate that rink) and a lousy schedule so we'll have to spend the night up there.  I'm getting sick of hotels and I don't think I can fit any more of those little shampoo bottles in my ditty bag.  I like this one from Amazon:


I worked concessions last night with a hockey parent of a younger player and he commented on seeing Jason play for the first time last weekend.  "Your boy is a beast!  and he can go end-to-end".  Always fun to hear such remarks.  Yes, Jason is a beast on the ice, but he's still my baby boy at home, until I ask him to do a chore or two, then the smile vanishes and the whine comes on like a dog whistle.  Makes my ears bleed!

Katie on the other hand is a great help around the house.  She has become a mini-me, only better because she is the me I was before menopause and adult onset ADD.