Wow. So I’ve pretty much been doing overtime since October. Well – I guess I’m one of those. You know the type. The one who does until they burn or can’t do anymore?
Luckily my local co-working family watches out for me. The former owner of my company had a sit down with me and told me to talk to my supervisor – said she’d go to bat for me any day of the week. So the next day I did – she will work with my boss in MN to work out my hybrid job description. So this week I’ve been going in at 8:30 and leaving around 5-5:30 very intentionally. What I don’t get done… I don’t get done. This way they’ll have a realistic idea of what I can do in 8 hours a day rather than counting on me for 10-12 hours a day.
It feels nice. I’m having more fun with my hubby who was a saint. I lost it last week Thursday. Hit my wall – that when all the above happened. I came home and had a melt down in his arms. He pampered me all weekend and baked me gluten free cookies. Thank Goodness For Husbands TGFH and Thank Goodness For Coworkers who care.
Now to learn those how to use that 2 letter word NO… as in No I don’t have time for that, and No I don’t think I can help you with that…