July 2nd, 2004


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POW. Every time I think things are going along well, something happens. Not necessarily to me, but even a stab to the heart of someone I care about is like a stab to my own. :( I honestly don't understand why people have to hurt others by being selfish and stupid. There is no excuse, as far as I'm concerned, for some behavior. I know it's hard to be an adult sometimes and it's not always easy to do the right thing, but wouldn't it be nice if people TRIED, at least?!

The sun was shining this morning when I drove to work, the first time in over a month that I think we might have a good chance at a summer day. Sun on the fields makes the poppies glow. Sun on the trees makes leaves translucent. Sun on the water puddles makes diamonds in my eyes.

Yesterday, I had a call at 2 p.m. to come pick up Martin, who wasn't feeling well. When I got there 15 minutes later to pick him up, my heart lurched at the sight of his face. He was pale and drawn, with huge circles under his eyes. He had had a slight fever earlier but it was gone by that time. It was his head that hurt. We went home and I tucked him up in bed with the shades drawn and the lights off and 2 chewable tablets of Children's Tylenol and some water. After about an hour he came out and said he felt better, so he had another drink and then laid in bed to read for awhile. After that he was fine. This is the first time he's had a headache like that, and it sure looked like the kind I get, poor thing.

Tonight, grocery shopping and clean up. Tomorrow: party shopping, cookie baking and FINALLY, going to see Harry Potter. Sunday: 4th of July! Also, countdown has begun to vacation...17 days away. But the amount of things I have to do between now and then, that have nothing to do with getting ready to leave, are staggering. In the next 2 weeks, we have another practice for the regional singing, another goodbye party for a colleague, Karin's 5th birthday which includes 2 parties, the aforementioned 4th of July party, a funeral, a trip to the zoo, a father/kid overnight camping trip, a playhouse to finish, and a dinner with friends.

The possibilities ARE endless...for bad taste: ImagiNail

Fireant-Free Birthday Wishes to totte!
  • Current Music
    Bruce Cockburn—Wondering Where the Lions Are


In Sweden, the government pays you up to a year and a half after the birth of a child at between 60-80% of your pay. When Karin was born I wasn't yet working so I was only (only!) getting 60 kronor a day which was the minimum one can get when one has no other salary (it's since gone up). I started working when Karin was 7 months old. You are able to use the paid maternity leave days until the child turns 8 at which time you lose them. You can also give them, or at least a portion of them, to the other parent, if you want.

The problem is that for most people, taking a large chunk of days AFTER you have started working means a big paycut since you go down to 60 or 80% of your paycheck, so if you didn't use them when your child was an infant, it's often very hard to face that decrease in pay later. Which is why I've always thought I'd have to lose my paid maternity leave days without using them.

Then I found out that you can claim Saturday and Sunday as paid maternity leave IF you also take either Friday or Monday off. So the money you get paid for the 2 weekend days nearly makes up for the money you LOSE on the actual workday you take. Still with me?

I called the State insurance agency today and found out I have 149 paid maternity days left. That means I can take Friday off for 49 weeks and with the 2 additional days, get paid for it at very close to my regular salary. Karin is only in daycare for 1 more year, so this is the ideal time to do this, plus it gets me out of the office 1 day a week :) I've cleared everything with my boss and...

...starting September 3rd, I have 3-day weekends every week for nearly a year...PAID!

*bounces happily around the room*
  • Current Music
    Happy Mondays—Step On