The first week back to work went fine. Work was fine, the kids were great. Though to be away from them and really nice to come home at the end of the day. There were a few people who asked "Are you glad to be back?!"
What am I supposed to say to that? If I say yes, it sounds like I don't want to stay at home, that it was a horrible time and that I just can't get enough of my job. If I say no, then I'm an emotional wreck who is looking for sympathy and isn't ready to 'be back in the swing of things. I don't ever love going to work, and if I could, I'd love to skip the working thing all together (who wouldn't, right?!). I walked back into a bit of a mess with changing expectations and some on going challenges. Even if I weren't gone for three months, being at work wouldn't be fun. You add interrupted sleep and a complete change in schedule at home and it's a recipe for some stress. I made it through the first week back without tears and got most of what I wanted to get done at work and at home, so I'll call it a good week.
I guess I will continue to give my non-answer to those who ask, "Since I have to work somewhere, it might as well be here!". Those people who have heard me say it seem satisfied with that explanation. I'm not sure what it even means, but I'm going to running with it!
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