We got through the last week before my wife gets back into her work! First day was today, so far so good.
Swear to god, her old bosses handicapped her from the start and ran her out at the first chance. After three years of uni, they almost blew up her career in the hangar, and to all appearances it was deliberate. It set us back ten months, at minimum. It is only a faint exaggeration to say her entire career was hunted for sport.
Anyway. It's been a fucking nightmare and I'm just shaking with hope that we're finally back to a dual income household. She supported me when I was at uni and I was more than happy to repay the favour. That said, there wasn't a kid in the picture back then. It was a massive relief to get her into a job a year and a half ago, and at this point I'm too wary to feel relieved.
Next week I'll have nice updates, no more trauma dumping from me. You okay?