Stress
I am under so much stress it's beginning to show on my face with the appearance of pimples on my forehead. Urgh! Where do I start? How about I start with my car? My five year old car is giving me wahala (trouble). I thought I could push it to ten since it was bought brand new but that's not looking like the case. On Friday, I took a break from work and came home to pick up some things I needed to show my sisters. Anyhow, I got home and our Baba Porter was in the garage talking to a delivery guy. I couldn't avoid not saying hi so I said a quick hello and went inside. I grab my bags, head back downstairs and lo and behold I start my car and it is dead. Completely dead. As in no lights on. Nothing. Being the paranoid person that I am, I immediately suspect that Baba Porter and his friend are trying to mess with my head and killed my car in those few seconds I was gone. Thank God I had spare keys to the 'third' wheel so I call DH to tell him what's going on and switch cars. I swear that man did something fishy under my hood. I just can't prove it. In the mean time, it looks like I might need to change my car soon. Bad timing because I don't want to make car payments and I am not ready for the car I really want.
Work. That's the next area of stress. I am glad to be done with the August meeting. Now, I have September to look forward to. ***Sarcastic yay!*** There's just so much going on. With a new job and all, I am always trying to go above and beyond to prove I am worth it. I get reviewed at the end of the fiscal year - the end of this month so I am just trying to do good by my new boss. She's cool but I don't know what to expect around review time. There are quite a few things that I feel I haven't been so great at (I can be slow sometimes) and it's stressing me out in no small way.
Side Hustle. This one client I have on my side hustle is killing me. Vivement Friday when I get rid of him (hopefully) and collect my check. I want to tell him to just lose my number come Friday. He has been so difficult. Everyone involved can testify to this. He hung up on me the other day. Why? I forget. The guy is just a pain in the crack. Sorry. The guy's just a pest. The day he hung up on me, I was happy because I thought I'd gotten rid of him. If not for his agent, I'd be done with him for sure. Hopefully, he'll only call me like twenty times between now and Friday.
Laundry. Not a real source of stress but for two people, we sure do go through a lot of laundry. It's past midnight and I'm doing yet another load. That basket is never empty. I hate folding clothes. We both hate it but I get stuck with it. If I don't do it no one else will. Need a maid. Badly.
Junk. Mail and stuff. There's just too much stuff around me. DH's in charge of mail these days and doesn't understand the filing system apparently. There's mail everywhere. I can hardly think. We've got boxes of I-know-not-what piled up, way too many clothes, and too much stuff in general. This weekend, I will be making a few trips to goodwill. All week long, I have been making mental notes of what's going to goodwill and things that just simply need to be trashed.
Whooosah! I just need to breathe.
posted by Gbemi's Piece @ 12:04 AM
2 Comments:
The little itty bitty things in life can get to you sometimes but you've got to just let go. I know, I know, easier said than done.
I took three huge bags of clothes to a charity shop on saturday and what a relief it was to see them go. So have a clearout, you'll feel much better for it.
When I it comes to filing, paperwork and other related stuff, a book that may help you sort it all out is Getting Things Done by David Allen. Google it and read about it on his site (there are some free downloadables as well) and see if it's any good to you.
Girl, as for the laundry I know what you mean. But these days I turn a blind eye or pointedly ask hubby to chip in. As long as you don't say anything, you're going to be the one left sorting it out ALL THE TIME. If you don't say anything to the contrary, he's going to think it's all A-OK with you.
As for work - ditch the job. Haha only joking. You'll be surprised though that you have not done as bad as you think. We sometimes put too much pressure on ourselves to be perfect. And new jobs do tend to make us turn up the heat on ourselves. Just relax. You got the job under your own merit, right? So they must have seen the potential in you to give you the job in the first place.
And finally (phew), this time next week, you'll be wondering what the fuss was all about!
@ Pilgrimage - Thanks for the advice. I've checked out GTD, it has some useful tips. I'll get a few of the free downloadables sent to my email address and go from there. Thanks!
I had a great laugh when I read 'ditch the job'. How I wish I could. The thought of it is temporarily exciting. That ain't happening any time soon. You're right about putting too much pressure on myself to be perfect. I feel like I am not doing such a great job and can't get over that feeling sometimes. God help me.
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