It's been just over three years since I voluntarily exited the workforce. To say I agonized over the decision to leave my career when SB was born would not even begin to cover it. Having grown up during the 70s and 80s, a SAHM was not something I had aspired to be.
I was deeply conflicted by my desire to stay home with her. But I went with my heart. The transition was far more difficult than I had anticipated. I have struggled, but I have never regretted my decision. I am grateful that I have the opportunity, that I even had a choice in the first place. It has been wonderful.
That said, as I have stated, I hope this year to begin a transition back to being a professional. My desire would be to be able to make enough working from home that I don't have to return to an office when SB enters school full time.
When my phone rang the other day, I looked at the incoming number and knew it was familiar. I just couldn't figure out why. I usually don't answer if I'm not sure who's calling, but I did this time.
It was an old boss. At first he made small talk, but I knew he had a purpose in calling. When I asked what it was, he told me about a project his team is working on. No one on the team has the skill set needed to complete the project. I do.
I also know the company, it's products and procedures. And most of the people on his team. He wanted me on the project, and had gotten permission from Human Resources to work with me on a temporary basis.
I had to pass. I don't have the time right now my old boss would need from me in order to complete the project. And he is not able to offer the kind of flexibility I would need. But damn, it felt good to be asked!