tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166418462846507448.post4050496393878266752..comments2023-05-19T06:36:01.454-07:00Comments on Girl Gone Granola: The Battle Hymn of the Chicken MotherUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166418462846507448.post-46690746991057586692011-02-09T16:07:13.139-08:002011-02-09T16:07:13.139-08:00There were several years there, when the girls wer...There were several years there, when the girls were still at home with me full time, that I longed to have a job again. My brain felt like it was turning to mush from overdosing on Dora and Blue's Clues.<br /><br />I still kick the idea around now and again, but getting a real job a) gives me a small panic attack every time I think seriously about it b) is hard as hell to find when you've been out of the workforce for nearly 11 years.<br /><br />I miss the adult interaction, the sense of personal accomplishment and of course, the paychecks! The grass IS always greener! ;)Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03667293599627184944noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166418462846507448.post-54925246899222922692011-02-09T15:04:54.431-08:002011-02-09T15:04:54.431-08:00I loved reading this, you do so much! This is fro...I loved reading this, you do so much! This is from an outsider looking in, I sort of love your life! I am a cubicle worker, 9-5 girl and you life seems freeing...grass is always greener like the sayingAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02637197654825767682noreply@blogger.com