oh shit, now what

Six months ago I was a stay at home mom with a crafting habit and a teeny little freelanceing gig writing for a craft blog. And now I'm the breadwinner. Hopefully this isn't a permanent situation. Hopefully my husband, who's last day of work was Friday, will start earning some income in his new, self employed adventure. Actually I can't even say Hopefully because it's just got to be. I'm not cut out for full time work from home.

Case in point.

Today was our first day of "work" as self employed individuals. And how did we spend this banner day?

With co-pays.

Because how else would you start off on an adventure where you are underinsured and trying to save every penny?

Our son, Briton, managed to cut his eye on the DOG'S NOSE yesterday. Which resulted in a memorial day trip the Urgent Care. And a follow up today, and then a trip the the optometrist today, with another tomorrow. Last week I was pulling together all our receipts for the health savings account that expired on the last day of Will's job and was informed by the kids pediatrician that, other than his 7-year-old exam, Briton hadn't seen the doctor all year. And now he's been three times in two days.

But other than the child moaning upstairs (when he wasn't playing) how did it go? Will and I agreed to split the day. I'd watch the kids in the morning while he worked, then we'd switch. But then he needed to have lunch with someone. And once I finally got to work he called. FOUR TIMES. Because, to be fair, he's used to being able to call me whenever. I finally pointed out to him that he'd called ever ten minutes and I wasn't even an hour into my work time.

It's weird for him too. Most of those calls were a result of him passing by some former coworker on his way to hang out with our daughter at the Children's Museum. "It feels wrong" he kept saying. Especially when one of the old co-workers asked Evelyn if mommy had painted her nails. "No, Daddy did!" she replied.

It'll all shake out though, I have no doubt.We'll figure out work schedules and play schedules and time to our self schedules. But just because I'm a writer, and because this is not normally how I roll, this work thing, I'm gonna have to blog about it.