I am tired
I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years.
The other day I could not get “Venus in Furs” out of my head. That in itself isn’t too shocking. I like The Velvet Underground and it is a great song.
The thing was that I actually was tired and weary. I am only 36 years old. My kids are in full day kindergarten and I work from home. What the hell did I do to cause this exhaustion?
I just kept saying yes.
When my 20 – 30 hour a week job turned into a 36 hour a week job I said yes.
When my editor asked me to write another post every week I said yes.
When the neighbors wanted to have coffee or wondered if I could feed their cat I said yes.
Did I want to go to Philadelphia, an event in DC, speak in Pittsburgh, dog sit, vacation in California, host a party, volunteer in the classroom, go to a football game? Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes.
Any one of these things – hell, any three of these things is completely manageable.
All of them are not.
I was freaking out all of the time.
So I quit my job.
I don’t know if it was the right thing cut out of my life, but it was taking up the most time and causing the most stress.
Right now I feel great about it. We’ll see if I still feel as good when the next Visa bill shows up.