Not much has changed since my last pitiful post. I’m working daily. And my daily work consists of 8-10 hours of nonstop giving of myself. I’m giving to my guests, I’m giving to my co-workers, and I’m especially giving to my new trainee.
I’ve worked with her for a week now, and she’s like two year old. I can’t leave her alone for a second for fear of what she’ll say or do. I thought I was exhausted before, but sheesh! This lady is work!
I came home yesterday and crashed. I woke an hour later still exhausted and decided I should just head to the couch earlier than usual.
My stress had yet to subside when Mario came out. “Ummm…. my friend Brett wants to know if I can go with him to his friend’s house to play video games.”
“You don’t have to take me,” she rushed on. “His friend can come get me and bring me home.”
My blood pressure sky rocketed even higher. No part of me felt right about letting my 15 year old daughter get in a car with a 17 year old male, even if he was a friend of Brett’s. But I knew telling her no would be a huge disappointment.
We debated back and forth for a while. I voiced my concerns. She said she’d be home by 9:30 and they weren’t going far. I tried to decide if I was being illogical because I was tired and because we’d witnessed a wreck the night before, or if my feelings were legit. The pressure was too much, so I called my hubby.
Luckily, he was close to home. I let him make the decision. He thought it would be alright and agreed to wait up for her. Mario agreed to keep in touch with him throughout the night.
Suddenly tears began rolling down my face. I was relieved to have Hubby back home after being gone a few days. The pressures of making sure the kids were okay along with the pressures of work were too much. I was exhausted, sick, and just wanted to cry.
So I did.
I awoke with puffy eyes and a stuffier nose, but with a little less stress.
This week looks to be easier for me. I’m on day 6 of 8, after only having one day off, but I’ve hooked up my difficult trainee with another desk agent. Let her babysit for a while, so all I have to do is work.
My gosh. I think it worked