Tonight, I was performing the cathartic act of mopping the floor at home. So many days and nights I feel too exhausted from mopping up messes at work, that I don’t much feel like cleaning my own mess.
This is my take on another form of work/life balance. When times are stressful and I am fueling my own stress, I want to hire handlers. I want a cook and house cleaner and dog walker, etc. The need for help is imminent because I am drowning. But when I am getting support at work and really listening to my other head voice, the positive voice telling me to take deep breaths and stop working when I leave work, then cleaning up after myself, my spouse, the dog is totally feasible.
I said to a friend tonight that we are like “Supers” from the Incredibles. Mr. and Mrs. I performing child-defying acts of parenthood while exercising superhuman amounts of patience (at least enough to keep us from becoming our parents and grabbing the wooden spoon!) This also holds true at work. In some ways, parenthood is an amazing training ground for self-will.
What about you? Do you mop up at home or at work only?
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