So, yesterday was my first day back to work since having Ev. It was a nine hour day, the longest I’ve been apart from the kids in almost three months. I was pretty tender about it, to say the least.
But, oh my goodness is it wonderful to be covered in prayer. I truly have the best friends and family. I got so many encouraging text messages and Facebook posts throughout the day. My coworkers were lovely and my sweet, sweet husband sent me pictures and notes in my lunch. Plus he made this Texan a breakfast quesadilla complete with homemade tortillas and fresh chorizo he made at the store. If I have any advice for my single friends, it’s to land a man who’s good in the kitchen. Butchers make the best husbands y’all, hands down. (In all actuality it’s best friends that make the best husbands, but butchery never hurts.)
So, in uncharacteristic fashion I made it to work like twenty minutes early, which is fortunate since I left my name tag at home and couldn’t get in the building. I had to sit in the car and stalk one of my coworkers to get in. Pretty typical, overall.
And if I had to be back at work, all I can say is I’m glad I work in the children’s department of a library because there was a whole new shipment if puppets waiting for me.
Guys. We got the fatsiest fat cat puppet I’ve ever seen and, AND a llama puppet!!! Also, there’s a ferret, which I hate in real life because one of my best friends in high school had a ferret named Steve who was allowed to roam around the house and he cornered me once and I’m scarred for life. Incidentally this friend also had a three legged cat named Mr. Nubs, which completely made up for the ferret issue. (Ike, I love you.) Anyway, ferrets are adorable in puppet form and my life is pretty much complete.
I cuddled that llama puppet for a bizarre amount of time given fact that I’m supposed to be a professional, but he was super soft and I’m not sorry.
And wouldn’t you know it, but llamas shed? So I had llama fur all over my black skirt.
All through my story time I couldn’t kick the feeling that something was weird about that skirt anyway. Like, why did it have a slit on only one side??
Maybe because I was wearing it sideways. Just maybe.
Clearly I have worn nothing but sweat pants for three months as I have lost the ability to comprehend how professional wear functions. What. Evs.
And once I turned it around, you’d better bet that I had llama fur on only one side of the skirt, but mostly my butt. It was as though I had ridden a llama sidesaddle to work, which is now on my bucket list.
I’m back at work again for the rest of the week, so we’ll see what shenanigans I can get into! Much love and thanks for all the prayers, guys!