You know how people always tell you that you need to experience the bad to appreciate the good?  I feel I am living that experience right now. 

I have been wanting to go back to some kind of paid work for several months now.  My first choice was a part-time job (doing something that I love) so I could balance our family life with my work.  Well, that was proving very difficult to find.  So, on a bit of a whim I took a part-time job at a local place that I shop. 

Let’s just say that the experience propelled me to get off my hiney and get a “real” job.  After one evening of floor mopping (I know, I know) I got down to some serious business of firing off my resume.  Actually, when they initially told me I was going to be mopping the floor I was like, “Can I phone my husband to come in and do it for me?  He’s much better at floors than I am.”

 So now, a few months later and in a “real” job, I am thanking my lucky stars.  I’m actually doing a job related to my background, I’m working with amazing people, and guess what?  they’re totally into food.  Every day I’ve been there we’ve had some sort of shared eating experience.  There’s nothing like bonding with people while you have a mouth full of food (sounds slightly suggestive doesn’t it?)

So yes, sometimes crap is good for you.