The moon is almost full so….I hired a sitter the other night. Her greatest feat: getting my child to sleep. Yahoo! A sleeping Kid when I returned! I don’t even get that with DH at home! (ok, he might actually get Kid to bed on his own….after a seven hour tickle fest and late night grocery run and cookie baking event)
So, house not burned down, dog not lost, Kid asleep. Pretty dang good. I’ll be calling her again. I just won’t leave her alone with DH for too long. Unless I want to see him fumble and snort extra loud at his own jokes…which can really be so sad.
The thing is….she, like every other sitter we’ve had here, is just plain gorgeous. Honestly. What’s up with that?? 9 out of 10 Bainbridge sitters (we’ve not actually had 10 sitters….) are 6′ tall, clear, sparkly eyes and look like they just flip-flopped their little hot selves off of America’s Next Top Model.
Right off the bat, I figure, I am screwed. It was like having a blind date on opposite day.
Crap! She’s hot!
She’ll never be available again. She’ll have boys crawling all over her. I can’t compete with that. My Kid is a pain by comparison and provides no ego boost whatsoever.
I swear I’ll give her Benadryl before you come over….I’ll run her around the block seven times on her tricycle….I’ll wake her up extra early that morning, so she’ll be asleep by the time you put down your purse.
Sure, there’s the money aspect. We pay (what seems like a lot when you consider it is tax-free cashola for someone who never graduated college). Think about it, though. You’re 17 or 18, hot, and poor. Which would you prefer? A guy buying you things or spending hour upon hour trying to entertain Curious George on speed? Granted most sitters in my zip code are not poor and yet somehow charge like the mafia neighborhood protection program. And get fat tips to boot! I imagine them at home with mommy or daddy the financial broker giving advice on negotiating.
I know, I know, they are watching our children, our treasures. It IS an important job. But how many jobs out there get compensated commensurately with the mission? For example, I’m still not getting paid for this.
Yeah, I’m pretty sure we’ll never see her again.
Better refresh my Netflix queue. It’s going to be a long winter.
Update: The sitter has announced that in less than two weeks, her family is moving to California (for her modeling career??). Okay, so it wasn’t a social life interfering. Still. Gone.
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