I've been out of the normal workforce since before Alex was born. By choice. Craig and I agreed early on that we wanted somebody at home with the kids, and since he made more money, the choice was easy. In the past couple years, however, Craig has started bringing up the idea of me working again. He's not nagging or anything like that, and we certainly don't need the extra money, but in a way of, "The kids will be out of the house soon and you like to be busy so wouldn't it be a good idea to start thinking about it now."
(And it freaks me out to think about the kids being gone. I've always known Alicia would strike off as soon as she could, but the notion of Alex moving out to go to college leaves me sick to my stomach.)
I've brushed him off, for the most part. I don't know how good I'd be in an office environment again, to be honest. I like working on my own, and frankly, I hate working with idiots which happens way too often.
That might change.
Today, the topic of Craig's work came up. One of his guys is in the process of moving (into a rental while his new house is getting worked on, which means he's moving again in December) and Craig wishes he had somebody like me to pick up the slack. He makes comments like this often. I'm highly organized, very detail-oriented, and smart enough to learn the rudiments to get the job done. I asked questions because I was curious how I could possibly do P's job (P is a friend so I know what it often entails) and Craig explained this was new stuff that had been turned over to him, that they'd already tried getting someone to help him but she'd been shuttled into other projects. It could be part-time work if I wanted it to be and solid money, with the added bonuses that I'd work from home on my own hours and that Craig is right here to answer questions so I would never have to chase him down.
The more we talked, the more of a good fit it felt like. So on a whim, I told him to run the idea by his boss.
His boss loved it. His only concern was that he didn't want Craig and I to start fighting because we worked together, so Craig explained that we'd worked together before and thrived (so well, in fact, that the owners of that company asked us to move to Sydney, Australia to start up an office there and run it, an offer we ultimately turned down because I'd only been in the UK for two years at that point and didn't feel like uprooting so far away so soon).
So the next step is HR. From there, we'll see.
It really does feel like a good match. The crux of the job is about research and problem-solving, two things I'm very good at. Craig thinks I could swing the job into something full-time (if I wanted) or even convince them I'm the perfect choice for the technical librarian he's been dying for the company to get.
Who knows. All I know is that for the first time, it feels doable. It would mean keeping a tighter rein on my schedule than I already do, but the extra money would be really nice to have around, especially with two kids so close to college.