You would think an extra half hour at work wouldn't be a big deal but....
A few weeks ago my boss held a departmental meeting. Any pet peeve she's had with anyone in the department was brought up as a general statement. We were supposed to know who we are. I was asked to stay after. My three days a week now need to be the same three days a week. It seems like you put your family needs first. Yes, that was the point of me going part time. And I need to work until 4 instead of 3:30. My clients need to know when I am at work and set days and staying until 4 would be more professional.
Now mind you I have been working part time now for 5 years now but anyway..... I did get permission to continue to come in at 6:30. It would be easier than sitting around the house to go to work. And going in for 6:30 my drive is 40 - 45 minutes. Coming in for 7 at least an hour. It is the same with the drive home. So, now instead of getting home at 4:15 I'm getting home at 5. Which is our usual dinner time.
So, that extra half hour has pushed our dinner time up an hour or I spend Monday cooking and prepping. I've done that the past two Mondays. It works for dinner time but kills an afternoon.
Today I dry rubbed the pork ribs and baked them low and slow. Tonight I will throw them on the grill with some BBQ sauce. I made a baked potato salad to serve with it. Tomorrow is beef stew. I prepped all the veggies and I'll put that in the crockpot tomorrow morning. And I made a lasagna for Wednesday night complete with instructions on the top so it will be done when I get home. Thursday is leftover night. I also baked two batches of cookies for hubby's fire department meeting tonight.