Today marks my thirteen year anniversary of working as a civil servant. Thirteenth anniversary on Friday the thirteenth? I decided to buy me a lottery ticket in hopes of not having to work for another thirteen years.
Elliot seems to be settling in with the daycare routine. It didn’t take him too long to start saying “bye” to Laurel in the morning as we split for the day. Yesterday was the first time that he wasn’t crying as I left him at the daycare centre. Must have had something to do with seeing some construction vehicles and equipment out the window as I was leaving. ‘Tis the season for it. That helped to not break my heart on the way to work.