Almost 3 weeks ago I started a new job. I had been working from home for a little over 4 years. Last month I took the leap and decided to accept a new position that is 8:30-5 in an office downtown. The jump may sound nuts to some people, but pretty much everyone I used to work with totally gets it. The job itself: so far, so good. Less stress, less work. The adjustment to waking up earlier, getting ready for work and leaving all day: working on it. I know it sounds easy - everyone does this, but I've been working in my PJs for a long time and it's a pretty big change.
Day 3 of my new job, I get sick. It figures. It's a cold or something, but it's taking FOREVER to get rid of. I suspect it's from shaking a gazillion new hands. My immune system was probably like WHAT?! Too many germs. It's getting better, but still not gone.
Then some other stuff happened, so this last week, in particular, has been nuts. Between work, getting the boy to baseball, hospital visits and trying to coordinate some family stuff, it's been nonstop. So any slight noise my phone makes will wake me up and here I am at 3 am blogging instead of sleeping. I need to be up in about 3 hours.
I'm tired. Overwhelmed. It will get better though. It's just a lot all at once right now
