This week I have started to go back to work and I am finding the whole balance thing trying to say the least. I am supposed to be working part time, but it's hard to tell my clients that I am available only on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Fridays. Clients don't like to hear about your problems. And who can blame them? But, as I found out this morning, it is tough to design a brochure and entertain a 6 month-old simultaneously. If I put Ben on my lap he decides that his input is vital and begins to madly tap away on the keyboard. He is already a talented, if demanding creative director. His ideas are a bit avant garde, but he is quite the visionary. Somehow I doubt most of my clients will appreciate my new assistant and his ability to slow down, if enrich, the design process. My heart goes out to working parents everywhere. The balance is hard to find. I particularly feel for people who hate their jobs. At least I can honestly say that I like what I do and that makes me incredibly lucky. And every time I watch 'The Office' on TV I thank God that I work at home. But don't worry, I am paying through the nose in art school loans and may have them paid off by the time I'm 85. So if you hate your job, but are debt free, we're probably even.
Welcome to the Working Week
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