So I got a job working for money. It's at a department store that people either love or hate. It doesn't really matter if it's Walmart, Target, or Kmart, so I'll just call it T*Mart. See, that's like Target and Kmart smooshed together, with Walmart's little star in the middle. I'm so clever.
I work in the morning, before the rest of my house gets up, so after I finish my day at work, I'm ready to start my real day at real work. It's really not bad at all because I now have very good reasons to drink four times as much coffee and take naps all day.
And yes, everyone, I still consider myself a stay at home dad. It's still what I consider myself when people ask. I often forget I even have another job when people ask, and the work is so mindless that by the time I get home, I've pretty much forgotten I'd even been gone. And then I get paid.
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