I've been thinking about getting a job lately.Mainly because I've been "bored" at home. But today I went to a spouses thing on base and a friend picked up little Isaac at 7:30am. Hurray a whole day with adults! In a class, learning things from an adult, not sesame street! I swear at 9am I was looking at my cell phone for the time, wondering when it would all end. It's now 3:20pm and I am sitting alone in the office/guest room watching Dr. Phil. And I really really miss the sound of little feet running around the house and saying "mama! Mama!". So I changed my mind. I don't want a job. I can always go back to the workforce. I can't get back giggles and hugs.