Wearing the Cape and Balancing Life
With one week under my belt, I can honestly say I love being back in the rat race. I can also freely admit that the supermom cape I pulled out of the closet might need hemming. I've been tripping over it all week.
For the first time in years, I was the one who left laundry in the washer and dryer for hours, throwing off our whole system. Dinner has not been a thoroughly planned out event since my first day. Rather, it's been a panicked last-minute attempt at meeting the parenting requirements of having to feed our boys.
Meanwhile, dishes piled up in the sink as we all ignored the dishwasher, assuming someone else ran it and it now merely needed to be emptied. When I opened it to "be the one who emptied the dishwasher," the stench that hit me square between the eyes mocked me with a vengeance. I could have sworn one of us ran it two days before. When the smell dissipated, I did my supermom dishwasher maneuver and fit half of the tower of dirty dishes in the sink in before running it. Then I punched my "feel good" playlist on my smartphone, slid on my rubber gloves and began hand washing the rest.
That was when the phone rang. It was a work-related return call. I took it so I could finish the project that was due the next day. At least the dishes in the dishwasher were going to get clean.
Juggling a household, parenting and caretaking for a parent is challenging. Adding to the mix a career reboot is doable, and for me was desperately needed to bring balance back to my soul. However, I'm going to have to brush up on balancing work and life.