Week of Money: Where I announce I am close to quitting my job
DAY ONE 7:30 a.m. — I log in and start working. People try to call me in the morning but I beg them to not talk to me until after an hour or two has passed. 8:08 a.m. — GASP!!
Week of Money: Where I wonder where Little Bun got his cleaning gene (hint: it’s not from me)
DAY ONE ??:?? — I wake up to Little Bun snuggling me. 7:30 a.m. — I log in and start working. This has been one of the toughest months to transition to another team entirely. I
Week of Money: Where Little Bun discovers other children are too loud for him
DAY ONE ??:?? — I wake up to Little Bun snuggling me. 6:30 a.m. — I start working. Early meetings. Little Bun is snuffling a glass of milk at the counter and I have yet to make
Week of Money: Where I reveal my life hack for solving Rubik’s cubes
DAY ONE ??:?? — I feel Little Bun crawl over to my side of the bed and snuggle into my nook. He takes a deep breath and falls asleep in my arms. I snuggle around him, curling my
Week of Money: Where Little Bun breaks my heart
DAY ONE ??:?? — I wake up early, unable to sleep in any longer. 5:05 a.m. — I log in and start blogging. I have to be a bit better on keeping up on this otherwise I spend my we
Week of Money: Where I am not sure I can keep up with work right now
DAY ONE ??:?? — Little Bun checks the time (I can hear him), and if it is too early, he forces himself back to sleep. He deems it acceptable (it must be 6 a.m. at least), and com
Week of Money: Where I get new Work from Home (WFH) headphones
DAY ONE ??:?? — I wake up with Little Bun and we both go out bleary-eyed into the living room. I set him up to drink his morning milk, and I am getting myself awake to start the
Week of Money: Where Little Bun demands EQUITY not EQUALITY
DAY ONE 7:41 a.m. — I wake up to Little Bun snuggling on top of me, I hold him close and he tells me: GUESS WHAT MOMMY? TODAY IS VALENTINE’S DAY. HAPPY VALENTINE’S D
Week of Money: Where I am told I will need to take on new tasks & transition off
DAY ONE ??:?? — I wake up to Little Bun throwing himself on me. He first checks the lumps of the bed to see where i am, and then he flings himself onto me. I hug him against my b
Week of Money: Where it implodes at work for me
DAY ONE ??:?? — I wake up a little tired. I could use another hour or so. We cuddle in the hallway like we used to when he was a tiny little toddler and boy, and snuggle, as he g