:neutral: I guess I’m stressed. I mean, I know I am, but for some reason I’m surprised by this. Everything seems to be going along just fine (except for The Teen That Would Not Leave still not back at school.) The younger’uns are happy at school, the husband is happy at work, I’ve got work to do on three different fronts besides the home one (all volunteer, of course…)
Maybe that’s it? Maybe it’s that part of me feels like I really should start bringing in a paycheck, even though we don’t really need the money (and yes, I realize how fortunate we are and have always been.) I’ve been happily bopping along here as a SAHM for a decade and a half, and it’s been absolutely wonderful, for all of us (even the kids who complain that our house doesn’t have an elevator like that other family and other kids have way more stuff because they have two of everything, one at mom’s house and one at dad’s house :blink:.) I know that if I go back to work now the bottom line will improve, but I also know that the chaos will increase. And my life is all about decreasing the chaos. I absolutely want to be here when the youngest kidlet gets off the bus, so that means I have to be home by 3:45. I’ve talked about substitute teaching before, and I’m still considering it, but something is holding me back from taking the next step. Maybe it’s just that in my heart I like being a SAHM, and I’m not ready to switch careers just yet.
Well, whatever it is that’s stressing me out, my body is objecting. I’ve got a bunch of small yet annoying symptoms. I won’t go into them here, no need to make this a TMI blog entry (not today, anyway), but trust me, annoying is the word. And my energy level is hovering near, oh, 2 on a scale of 1 - 10. I didn’t have any major plans for today anyway, but I’m not even doing the little things. I mean, I’m really good at avoiding housework, but this isn’t that. I’m just pooped.
Maybe I just have a viral thing and I should let myself be mopey and blah for a day and it will pass. I think I’ll try that and let you know how it goes.
I feel the same way about the job thing, despite my 4 years in my oh-so-flexible very-part-time job. Just keep an eye on those symptoms, ok? Dont’ let it turn into full-blown depression! {{}}