The thing is, maybe I don't want to go back to work right away. I'll have my son around all day, and my daughter before and after she goes to school. And the last couple of days when they gave me their sloppy wet toddler-smooches before heading out for the day...well, damn, that was good. It gave me far more joy than whatever I might have accomplished at work, especially of late.
My wife and I ran the numbers and again wondered whether rushing back into work would be worth it even if a job did pop into my lap. It would have to be one small-h hell of a job. For whatever pissing and moaning I might do about the radio business, there are benefits to getting up at an insanely early hour - namely, that I'd get out of work at an insanely early hour, and futzing around on the internet counted as show prep because inevitably I'd find something that nobody else had hustled enough to see.
But put my children's morning smooches on the other end of the scale and there's no contest. We'll learn more on Monday when I put her on the bus from home for the first time.
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