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Well, folks, it didn't take long. I am a wus. It only took 4 days of work for fatigue to set it. I underestimated how hard it would be to meet new people everyday for many weeks. Also, running to make sure your 3 year old is not sitting by herself outside her preschool after 5 pm everyday tends to wear on you. Especially if your fancy new work shoes bruise your big, fat toes and then you are running like there is something in a place it shouldn't be. Not attractive. not professional. Does not inspire one to think, "I want that woman to lead me."
You know what I find most stressful? Getting dinner made fast enough. We get in the door around 5:20. That's not even that late. Immediately there is a high pitched chorus of "I'm hungry, mommy." There are variations on this :"Mommy! I'm hungry!" and "I'm sooo so hungry!" Followed quickly by a torrent of "But WHY can't I have a snack?" Over, and over, and over again.
People, I have finished a bottle of red wine in the last 3 nights - alone - by myself - no help from my husband. In fact, I become a bit, we could call it, territorial, when he approaches my red wine. After all, I need all the flavanoids to ward of the impending heart attack from all the stress.