Save Ferris

Work has been crazy these days with my co-worker out on maternity leave and the auditors coming. I was working longer hours at work and spending my days off working as well and it was stressing me out. I work part-time for a reason, and that reason doesn't include career plans or huge salaries--so it was starting to get to me.

I finally snapped on one particularly long day at home--driving Em to doctor's visits and balancing work emails and projects in between. I don't earn very much, so that extra time spent logging into the work system was just frying me with nothing to justify the hours. I burst into tears driving Grace to the vet, with Em patting my arm the whole way. I realized that no matter how much I worked, I was never getting ahead.

And that is when I decided no more. I will work an hour or so later each day I go into the office, but no longer will I log on at home. Home is home, work is work, and neither shall cross each other's path. Each is important in their own right, but I was nearing the end of my wick and my personal candle was growing dim.

I decided that I am taking a week off to catch my breath. No work, no logging on at home, no blogging, no stress. I did post ahead with the option to return comments, but I'm definitely not committing to anything for one entire week. If I don't take that week, I'm gonna snap. Nancy gave me permission, telling me that you will all be here when I return--I certainly hope she is right.

I need to breathe deep and contemplate some important things like tan lines and that stack of new books I just received in the mail.  I want to shut down the computer and disconnect for a bit--but instead connect like Ferris--noticing the little stuff and living life.

I'm going in search of me--who is just getting lost in corporate paper shuffling.