As if yesterday and the weekend wasn’t hard enough on my brain, along comes yesterday’s revelation at work. Y’see, I was offered a new position at work…which you would think was a great thing because it’s a perfect fit and a probable fast-track to a much better position in another year or so if I do it well. You’d think I would have been absolutely stoked about it. But I wasn’t.
The job has a time of 9am to 5:30pm, which is a half-hour later than what I’m working now. Is that such a big deal for me? Hell no…what’s 30 minutes? But it’s a big deal for Ankle Biter’s babysitter. She doesn’t babysit anybody after 5:30pm because a few years ago parents would take advantage of her and go shopping for groceries after work, leaving a child there until 6:30 or even 7:00. That sucked but I understood.
The potential new boss wouldn’t budge, either. He said that if he made an exception for one person, then he’d have to do it for everybody else.
So that left me in one hell of a crappy position. I couldn’t pick Ankle Biter up for supper twice a week and I couldn’t even pick him up on a Friday night for a “daddy weekend” unless the ex picked him up first. I was damn near tears and unable to think of a solution when I turned to Twitter…
I don’t think I was exaggerating at all…I really felt as though this was a really big deal and could seriously affect my relationship with my son. I immediately saw some feedback…
Yeah…she’s pretty cool.
So I then tried to explain the situation on Twitter (it’s hard sometimes with only 140 characters) and that this was a career choice vs. time with my son. I knew what the answer needed to be, but I guess I needed some others to help guide me a bit…
Yeah…they ALL made sense.
So I did what I needed to do and talked about the situation with my ex-wife when I dropped Ankle Biter off tonight after supper. The first thing she said to me?
“Wow, Todd…that’s awesome. You absolutely have to take the job!”
But I don’t want to give up any time with my son…how is this thing going to work?
“Don’t worry about it. We’ll work something out. I’ll pick him up every day after work and we’ll figure a schedule over the next couple of weeks.”
So yeah…that’s how it all turned out. My ex is really incredible. We don’t have a specific plan yet, but it involves an overnight during the week and possibly one extra morning for 90 minutes instead of supper. So in the end, I won’t miss out on any time and might even gain a few hours. Hell…she even said that she’d pick him up on my Friday night until I got off of work. How awesome is she to do that for me?
I’m extremely fortunate to have the relationship I’ve got with my ex…and I’ll never take that for granted.
Oh…and in case you were wondering…today is officially a good day.