Maybe it’s the dog days of summer, or the fact that my nanny was an hour late without calling this morning, but today my new job and juggler life is making me sort of melancholy, especially when I visit Facebook from my desk, Subway veggie sandwich in hand.  I see so many of my Connections posting hyper-happy updates about heading to the beach, enjoying the beach, loving the perfect beach day, etc. 

Part of me would love to write my update on Facebook:  “Hi, here in my windowless office in week six of my new job, kicking myself for forgetting to slather on the sunless tanning lotion this morning. Headed to see my divorce attorney in my never-ending litigation battle. Heading into the Virginia-to-Maryland commute for my corporate job while I’m dying to be creative.  Heading home to start my second job as mom. Headed toward 9pm, when I can sit and relax for the first time all day.”

If I sound bitter, I don’t mean to.  Really–that’s not me!  It’s just that I’ve become a real “Juggler” since I went from freelance communications consultant to full-time worker last month. I do love my life, my kids, my dog, my friends, the special person in my life - even my new commitment to running.  But, some days, eating frosted Miniwheats for a mid-afternoon snack, sniffing my four-year-old’s freshly shampooed head at 8pm and watching HGTV’s “Design Star” with my kids before bed are the highlights of my day.  That’s okay, right?

About me:
I am a mom of two very energetic boys, ages 4 and 8, and I am beginning a new juggling act:  Six weeks ago, I just began a full-time job at a major consulting firm – after working on my own as a Freelance Writer and Communications Consultant for three years. Armed with a stylish new suit, a stringent schedule, a 40-minute commute each way (quite a change from going down a flight of stairs at my house to work on the deck!), an actual boss and office politics, I’m setting out to make sense of my whole new world.  Did I also mention I am newly separated, just started running for the first time in my life and training for an October 10k, joined a gym I can’t find time to get to, have a new nanny who I’m paying a fortune to, one son in preschool that doesn’t start for TEN more days, and have a sick Pug? Oh, and I am getting my house ready to sell.