i came home last night – from meeting the urbanmoms ladies at Host – and the husband said he would rather watch Survivor (which he had already watched that night) than watch Grey’s Anatomy. not understanding? yeah…well, me neither.

but now i don’t have the time to watch it. there’s just NEVER enough time.

it’s funny because i was recently talking to someone who works part-time and has a full-time nanny. i couldn’t stop talking about how envious i was. that seems to be the best of both worlds to me. You still work. You still make money. but then you still have time to be with your kids. and the ability to do things like get your haircut or go to the dentist or go food shopping without the kids.

but then she was quick to tell me that even though she only works part-time, she still finds herself without enough time to get things done. because she crams everything into those few hours when she’s not working. and she’s stressed. she wishes she had more time.

i guess at the end of the day, with whatever situation you’re in, there’s always someone who has it better. who has more time. and there’s always someone who has it worse. who has less time.

i have a full time job. i work 8-4. i DO have a nanny who works until at least 5:30 every day. which is amazing because there are some nights that i need to cram all my errands in between that 4-5:30 time slot. and i need to make dinner.

sometimes i think about how i wish i could work from home, or part-time. or have one day off a week. fridays, perhaps. i would be able to do things i can’t do because i work. plan playdates. drive carpool. see my friends. run errands. do little things that i was able to do when i was off (like picking Emily up from school and taking her out for hot chocolate. just the two of us. those were some of my most favorite moments as a mommy). I envy my friends who have that ability.

and then sometimes i think about how lucky i am. i hop on the 407 after work and i’m home in 12 minutes. i don’t work downtown. i’m home early enough to spend quality time with my kids. what about those women who don’t have this? women who work downtown? women who have jobs that require them to work late? or travel? women who don’t have a window at 4:00 every day. when do they go food shopping? when do they drop off their dry cleaning? when do they go to the doctor?

so, while i am jealous of those who work part-time. the part-timers are jealous of those who don’t work. the ones who don’t work are jealous of the ones who have nannies. basically, there’s always someone’s life you can envy. which means that there are women aren’t there who are jealous of me.

because i did have time to go out with Jen and Haley-O last night. and i did have time to try Indian food for the first time. (and thankfully, i didn’t have an Along Came Polly incident. i was worried. no, seriously, i was worried). and i did have time to watch survivor. some people don’t even have that!

Survivor

~anyone else notice Becky’s “you’re totally going to fuck me over” eyes at Yul (note: not to be confused with Candice’s “you’re totally going to fuck me” eyes at Adam. barf) when he was talking about wanting to gain Parvati, Candice and Adam’s votes in the final 2. anyone think she’s going to do a little ‘mutiny’ of her own?

~ Nate (lookin’ all Freddy Kruger-like) at tribal. more irritating than Shane.

~I’m lovin’ the snark Jeff: “maybe if it was love he would have given you the immunity necklace!”

~mmm…Izzy and ice cream…LOVE! and did Jeff call him Dolphin Boy? i think he did, right?

~Parvati can go home now. please. thanks. “i’m twice as mature as you are”. wow. what a mature thing to say. and throwing up on Jonathan’s face? was that really necessary? really?

~k – one final thought. being without a toothbrush for 30 days. and eating nasty things like fish and cocnuts all day. and kissing? ew. ew. ew.

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