I can't believe I actually forgot what was going to be Tip #1 for Sally Anne's boutique in yesterday's post. It is this: You should absolutely refrain from introducing your children to a thrift shop until they are old enough to be interested in looking at used clothing. All thrift shops have toy sections, and your kid(s) will find it immediately. They will come to you with gem in hand, a castoff, broken-down, dirty toy that some other mother has instructed her own children to "pass on to the less fortunate children who don't have as many toys". If your children are with you, that prize will go into your cart (they actually do have shopping carts in such places) and the junk piece will go home with you. Not only that, it will be your child's favorite treasure for the next week and it will go everywhere with them. When asked where they got it, they will proudly exclaim "My mom bought it for me at the Salvation Army"!
It's been a long time in coming, but as of this morning, I'm no longer a medical transcriptionist. I'm not sure how I feel about that...a little bit relieved, a little bit sad, a lot bit uncertain about whether I'll regret this decision. For the last year or so, I've found that the transcription work isn't fulfilling the need I once had to stay at home with my babies and have an income. I've increasingly felt that I need more interaction and less monotony. I've also felt the pressure of work that constantly needs to be done, with no sense of ever being really "finished." No matter how much work you've done for the day, there's always another note waiting to be transcribed. That goes for sick days, holidays, vacations days or any kind of days. This year, I've dabbled in substituting as a school monitor and office staff, and kind of found my niche in the last few weeks. I'll be working a couple of hours a day in one of the ...
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