I knew the stereotypes going in. I knew that moms were the ones often scrambling for the free moment, juggling it all.
But I guess it took this trip to realize just how long I've been putting myself in last place.
We're on a trip to Los Angeles. The Prince has work out here for 2 weeks and asked if I would come so he wouldn't be away from the rabbit for that long. I can juggle my work-- theoreotically -- from anywhere. As long as there's a computer and a connection to the 'Net, I am in business. (Think of this as foreshadowing.)
I have family on the left coast so I figured, place to crash, family visit for the rabbit, I grab some work time to get my deadlines in, not a problem.
Until the computer at my sister's crashes. Permanently. My laptop can't pick up a wireless signal from the house, the Kinko's charges $15 an hour (I probably have 40-50 hours of work to do in the next two weeks) and my parents still have a dial-up. I have to beg for babysitting time from family, pay for extra time from others.
Since when did my work become a hobby? And the rabbit and prince's priorities have higher status than mine?
I am working on the dial-up now (using this as my refuge instead of the margarita I am jonesing for...).
I think Yummy London Mummy may have the right idea. Not about the vacation and the lie-in (although that is seriously on the right track) but about reclaiming herself -- OUT of the home. I am not saying that this juggling act isn't good most of the time. It's just I need to make sure I re-shift me to a top level post as well.