Back into the Fray

So with great fear and loathing I am about to take on a project for my previous employer. I really like my ex-boss and she asked me to do this and while I'm not altogether sure I have the ability to balance work-life, I'm going to do it.

In a previous life I was a technical writer/course developer for a Software Company. Specifically writing training workbooks and learning aids as well as designing training courses for in class and web-based training. I started out at Software Company as a Training Consultant providing training to Fortune 500 companies across the United States and abroad. I traveled a lot and got to see a great deal of the country as well as meet some REALLY interesting folks. The software I trained on is used in recruiting and human resource departments. REAL interesting folks. "What's a 'mouse'?" "When you say 'Click the Big Honkin' Red Icon,' what all do you mean?" "Does paperless mean no paper at ALL?" "So you think people will actually apply via the INTERNETS?"

To be honest, it wasn't actually software. Software Company is actually an ASP which means all the infrastructure and data is stored by them. The companies utilizing the custom program just log in via the Internet.

Anyway my job was feeling duller than dirt in the months leading up to the birth of my son. So when Mr. Excitement showed up it was easy to say goodbye to the cubicle and hello to the Desitin Creamy and diaper shit storms.

But Ex-boss came a callin' with an offer for two and a half months worth of work updating existing documentation and presentation materials as well as creating a couple new vehicles for delivery and after a little haggling I decided to go for it.

Is it bad to say I'm not sure I did the right thing?

I'm just worried about the balance. Liam and I have our thing - which won't be messed with if I can help it. My work will be done at night and on weekends. But that's typically when I spend time with Dan. Of course he's the first to chuck quality time if it means me bringing in some cash. My nights and weekends are also my times to decompress from Mommyville and attempt to give myself some personal attention. Even if it's a shower that takes longer than five minutes. (My parents would never believe how fast I am now capable of showering.)

So I'm just waiting on some paperwork and materials to show up to welcome me back to the non-stop fun of technical documentation. Somebody make this roller coaster stop. Pinch pinch.

Hm.