For the past week or so I have been spreading myself too thin by working two jobs, riding my bike, and being mom and wife.
The one job y'all know about, school bus. The other job has been working with Peter as a sub-contractor framing a building. Which I love doing by the way.
The problem for me has been that I have to stop and leave Peter high and dry while I go drive in the afternoon, and we don't get anything done when that happens.
I weighed the pros and cons of the two jobs and decided that the bus driving job had to go. The money isn't there and the kids are starting to get on my nerves.
Here is my favorite part of the construction job. It is better than the money, and better than being my own boss, more or less...it is that I can wear whatever I want!
I stripped down to my t-back undershirt today when the temperature rose into the eighties today. One of the bosses showed up and didn't seem to mind at all. He even seemed more chipper than usual.
I do not have to worry about being all bundled up when it is hot. I don't have to worry that I am breaking some sort of dress code. What a relief!
Hope that isn't boring or too personal for some of y'all. It is just my latest experience in breast freedom at the jobsite. It is my experience. My freedom.