Pamper Me

Tonight I was able to get away for a couple of hours. I dropped my babies off at a friend's house and headed off to one of those get togethers. Yes, I went to a Pampered Chef party. I was a virgin to the actual demo. I've bought things from the company before but have never seen the gizmos up close and personal. Being a consultant for another company myself, I know how to make you think you need certain things even when they're not completely necessary and let you know why you should pay more for them. The consultant did a good job of that. However, she didn't fool me! Yes, her things were cool. Yes, I could picture using them. Yes, they looked like they were better quality than what I had but I'm not about to reoutfit my kitchen. I bought three things and my total was less than $40! I got this since Pfaltzgraff doesn't carry one that matches my dishes, this handy dandy soap pump for the boy. Trey has a foaming hand soap bottle in his bathroom which is great since three year olds don't really know what a little bit means, but it's $5 and I can fill this one with any kind of liquid soap, forever. Granted, it won't have a cute cartoon character on it and smell like sugar induced fruit, but he'll get over it. Lastly, I got this. I have one of their cookbooks already and I LOVE it. I don't think I would have cared if the lady was trying to sell me encyclopedias from 1963. I was just happy to be out.

The hostess of the get-together is a former Head Start teacher and is going to be opening up her own daycare/preschool. She told our Bible Study group this this morning. As soon as she mentioned that she wasn't going to have just babysitting but a curriculum and that she's got education in teaching preschoolers my wheels started spinning and I thought: "I can go to work!" I haven't worked since September 2001. I was extremely pregnant with Trey and all I wanted to do was be a stay at home mom. I've done that now for three and a half years with an at home job which I may have actually spent more money than made, but the IRS doesn't see it that way. What would I do? What's my interest? What am I skilled in? I have a degree but I haven't put it to use since I graduated college pregnant and already working. Do I really want to leave my children with someone else? Do I really want to work? Who knows. She's not opening up her daycare until September so I have plenty of time to think about that. Trey will be in his new preschool by then and I will only have a month before Bill comes home. When the time is right, God will provide. He always has. I guess the fantasy of putting on nice clothes and talking with adults all day set me sailing into the dream of the workplace. Too bad you have to do actual work!