3 weeks ago on Monday, I went back to work part-time. I'm loving working, and bringing home a paycheck while still being able to do everything I need to do at home.
Scratch that.
Let's be honest: I'm slacking. Big time.
My husband has been so understanding, and willing to help with this change in our lives. Yesterday, for example, my leg was killing me. (We'd been in meetings and constantly on the go all weekend, and we didn't get much sleep on Sunday night). I came home, attempted to get some stuff done, and ended up having to lay down to rest my leg for awhile. I accidentally fell asleep for nearly 2 hours. I felt so guilty that I apologized several times, even though Robert insisted that it was okay, and that he didn't care, and - most importantly - that I needed the rest.
The downfall to this is that I am behind in nearly everything at home, not because I don't have time to get to it, but because I can't prioritize like I need to.
I'm trying to do everything I was doing before I was working in addition to working, and - it's not working.
I'm attempting to re-do jurisdictions, schedules and everything else here so that things can fall into place again.
Don't get me wrong; our house is not messy, and we have plenty to eat. It's more like my cleaning days are off, the laundry is never quite done and my computer stuff is way behind. So, to any other person, the home would appear in order. But for my OCD brain, it's SO not.
Here's to re-doing everything!
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