First Day Away

So I went back to work today. So sad. So far away from my family. Okay, I only work 8 minutes away from home, but from an emotional standpoint, so far away. I think Kaylani knew I was going to go to work today. She even stayed awake all night just so I would spend some additional time with her. What she actually learned was that she gets to spend more time with mommy than daddy when she stays awake, but she still got to daddy a little bit so I guess she wins.

My first day back wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Being away from Kaylani and mommy were were as bad as I thought, but the actual day itself wasn't. I was tired (rightfully so since I've slept 5 hours in the last 2 nights), but that was to be expected. Dunkin Donuts gave my brain enough to get me through my day of meetings. Sure I crashed around 3pm, but a can of Mountain Dew (damn coffee machine was broken and the other one is just way too far away) lasted me the rest of the day. So I survived. I adjusted. Just like I knew I would.

The saddest part of the day is actually the after work hours. I got home a little after 6, ate dinner, and just finished bathing Kaylani and getting her ready for bed. 20 minutes from now, she'll be asleep for 4-5 hours (please?) and then we'll get up and do it all over again. Is this how it's going to be? 2-3 hours of quality time with Kaylani after work, and 1-2 of them she's either sleeping or eating? That's really only 1 hour of quality time with her, and I had to wake her up to have it (not a good idea by the way). So 1 hour of crying time? Does crying = quality? If that's it, then I'll take it. I'll take any time I can get with her.

If I could figure out a way to keep my salary and stay at home with my family, I'd do it in a heartbeat. Maybe I should play the lottery more. A couple of million dollars would solve a few problems, but until then, I'm going to enjoy the prize that I already have. I don't even need a dollar or a dream, because I already have my dream.