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St. Clair 2024

There was a redhot second not too long ago that I considered my future in the corporate world or any money-making part of the world to be a bleak one.  I'm a stay- at-home mom.  I used to be a teacher and a coach, but by the time our kids are all in school, I'll have spent as much time out of the classroom as I spent in it.  I'm rusty.  Outdated.  And look, I'm blogging, do people even do that anymore?  I'm definitely not tweeting, snap chatting, or  tic tocking (what is tic tocking?).  It's safe to say I may be a little out of touch. 

But as I went down the 'whoa is me' path, it occurred to me that my initial estimation was incorrect.  Stay-at-home moms are actually perhaps qualified to do all the jobs. Overqualified.  Consider this my resume. 

Speaks multiple languages: baby sign language, toddler talk, pre-school speak

Skilled in basic first aid and intermediate injury assessment, care, and rehabilitation.

Highly practiced at crisis management, negotiation and mediation. 

Skilled reader, editor, summarizer, and memorizer.

Professional multitasker, organizer, and scheduler.

Photogenic recall of location of important items (i.e. soft blanket, special book, lucky hat, keys)

Superhuman ability to withstand sleep deprivation.

Capable of basic repairs on small machines. 

Plumbing, painting, and demolition skills.

Pest control guru.

Effective communicator.  And communicator.  And communicat-again-or.

Short order cook and gourmand.

Willing to make unpopular decisions.  Daily. 

Able to diplomatically and persuasively deal with unsatisfied customers. 

Chauffeur experience.

This is the basic skill set.  I think I can find a job with these.  I'm not ruling out the White House.  Go big.  See you all in 2024. 

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  1. You will be overqualified for every job you apply for! Mommy is the best job you’ll never be paid for with $$$ but the dividends and the retire benefits will be extraordinary! You will see...❤️It will be worth it!

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