About four months ago our babysitter came to my wife and I, and asked for a raise. At the time, we both were very happy with her, and thought that we could afford $50 extra dollars a week. We told ourselves that she was a single mom, and we wanted to make sure she was taken care of. Little did we know that, this request would lead us down a road, which would lead us here.
I have worked as a full time employee since I was 15. I started working odd jobs at the age of 13 or 14, and I am now 32. Lets just say working is something I have become accustomed to. When I was 19 my girlfriend, at the time, got me a job working at a hotel. It was a fun job, with good stories, and interesting guest and co-workers. Being the uneducated bum that I was, I worked hard, tried to keep my nose clean, and began to take on more and more responsibility. I have worked for the Hyatt, Marriott, Omni, Sheraton, Hilton, and currently the Embassy Hotels.
So shortly after the babysitter asked for a raise, we began to have some very small challenges. The dogs were being left outside all day, toys weren't being picked up, and she started arriving late. I did the math on how much we were paying her, and the numbers were not good. My monthly income minus taxes, healthcare, and the babysitter equaled $200. My mind began to process the idea of staying home. For $200 a month I was not seeing my wife, getting health insurance, and working for a hotel, where I was not really being challenged. The math just wouldn't add up in my head. I talked to my wife, and she loved the idea. SO....
Last month I let my General Manger know that I would be resigning my position as front desk manager, and was interested in working for the hotel on a part time basis. To my surprise he was very encouraging and things began to move forward. I now work part time for $10 an hour. I only work when my wife T is not. She works at a animal emergency hospital in the DFW area. I stay home with my two sons, G 3 and J 1. My goal is to work about 20-25 hours a week, and cover the individual health insurance we have had to purchase.
I am not sure were this blog will take us. I hope to talk about my experiences with being a stay at home dad, house husband, Mr. Mom...etc. I'm sure the story will wonder a bit...I'll include some hotel stories, a bit about how I got here, and what some of my associates have called craigism. Since I am new here, any advice or feedback is welcome. Writing post at the hotel, should work out nicely, as there are long periods of nothing to do.
While I was typing, I was interrupted to check in a guest. The family was nice, and I cut some money off their rate, gave them a nice room, and made sure they felt taken care of. The guest asked if I had a tip jar. I pointed to the palm of my hand, and let him know that I never left home without it. He placed a twenty in my hand.