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Getting Back Into Life

November 28, 2005 |

It’s official. I only have one job now - running my daycare. I’m excited about the prospect of having only one endeavor to focus 100% of my efforts on. This will be the first time in years I didn’t also hold a side job for a little extra cash.

On the same day I gave my official notice at the scheduling company they sent me an email telling me that at this time they didn’t have anymore work for me. It all worked out for the best. I do have to say that I handled it very professionally, they did not. They took things down to a personal level, where it was never intended to go, and were very accusatory and just played dirty. So when I fought back and set a lot of their misconceptions straight I was met with the only thing they could come up with. Silence. Good riddance. I don’t think I could stand another minute giving all I could to get the jobs done and being told

“Sorry, not good enough. We want you to give up sleep and eating too all in the name of getting this done. We want you to work 24/7 and be grateful because you’re getting to stay home and work you know.”


That was the pervasive attitude at that company and it burnt me out beyond repair. There is always the challenge, when you work from home, as to how to balance it out and not constantly work simply because you can. At least with daycare, when the children go home your work day is done. There is plenty of cleaning and planning to do but I try to do a lot of that during business hours - the planning and bookkeeping part anyway. I usually use our afternoon quiet time for those activities.

This weekend I also heard from someone I haven’t in a very long time - my sil. She and I used to be great friends, we emailed each other quite a bit and got together a few times a year for shopping trips, dinners out, movies, drinks - just general hanging out. And we would dish on the crazy family we married into and how insane they drive us. But we stopped doing that and I take most of the responsibility for it. I think that’s what I hated about the scheduling job the most - the way I felt it necessary to cut myself off from everything else just to get my work done.

So anyway this weekend she emailed some pictures of her puppy. My husband and his brother were at hunting camp last year and when one of them opened up the back door there was a tiny puppy on the doorstep. She was about 5 weeks old - a little beagle puppy. Well my husbands brother ended up taking her home and now she is spoiled rotten - as she should be. So anyway K sent pictures yesterday and when I looked at the “To:” line my email address was the only one. This time there wasn’t anyone else listed like there normally was - and I wrote back in response to Lucy’s pictures about how cute she was etc. Well K emailed me back like an hour later and asked to see pictures of our puppy. And I sent them and she wrote back.

So she reached out and I reached back and it feels so good. I completely isolated myself from the world all in the name of work and it was depressing me - in a major way. It’s going to take time to rebuild a friendship with K but I am so ready to reconnect with the world. I emailed another friend this morning about getting together soon - my best friend G the one that always kicks me in the ass when I need it, the best kind of friend to have - and it feels so positive. I feel like I’m back in the land of the living.


Comments

5 Comments so far

  1. mrs.diamond on November 28, 2005 10:21 am

    I’m so happy for you my friend!!!!!!! ((((HUGS))))

  2. Theresa on November 28, 2005 10:58 am

    Good for you! You’ll do great! :)

  3. Aimz on November 28, 2005 1:51 pm

    That’s great that you and your SIL connected again and I bet you feel alot more relaxed not having so much work on your plate.

  4. Autumn on November 28, 2005 4:38 pm

    yay! I had noticed you commenting more lately too - not just on my blog, but around. :)

  5. VJ on December 3, 2005 4:19 pm

    I’m glad you got rid of that other job. It sounds like it was really stressing you out.

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