Easy like a Friday morning

This week's gallery is 'morning'

I went part-time just before Christmas.  I've been asking my employer for 10 years if I could go part-time and they've always said no.  It had become a yearly tradition and this year they took me be surprise and said yes.

I think it was a mistake in many ways for me.  I'm struggling to come to terms with not knowing what's going on when people do things with 'my work' because I wasn't there but not telling me about it.  I'm not being given the 'good' work, not being put forward for projects and generally treated like a part-time women despite having 15 years experience at my work.   I've always worked in a 'difficult' environment but this has enhanced it and not in a good way.  I also no longer get paid overtime and many of my other 'rights' are now depleted considerably.  It is not good.

However, HWMBO says I seem to be happier at home.  I've done nothing useful with my extra day at home at the moment, I simply do in 3 days what I used to do in 2 and I still have my cleaner!

But on a Friday morning after Cog has gone to school and HWMBO has gone to work, I go back to bed with a cup of tea and rest, just rest.

The cats love it, they are allowed on the bed to cosy up with me.

I feel guilty that I am not doing anything, that I'm not getting paid, that there are jobs to do that I am not doing, but at the same time that bed feels like a massive soft marshmallow that I'm so comfy laying on and I know it is doing me good to be there for a bit. Alone with the snory cat and the purry cat and thinking about how damned lucky I am.