Sunday night

[darkemeralds]

Another long, dark teatime of the soul comes to a close--in fact, should have come to a close about half an hour ago, but I'm putting off going to bed, which, in my magical thinking, is a way of putting off having to go to work tomorrow.

I didn't realize how much the changes in my job have been stressing me out until I started feeling that deep dread of Monday beginning on Saturday afternoon, way worse than it's been in a while. By this evening, it's edging over into anxiety.

They've given me too much to do, and I'm beginning to panic about how many hours I'll have to put in. I'm worried that I'm going to be forced into high-adrenalin workaholic behavior in order to do what's necessary to keep my job, and that it will kill me.

Probably a little over the top, but I feel pretty scared about it right now.

Comments

[kis]

Gah. I really hope it's not as bad as you fear.

[darkemeralds]

I hope nothing is as bad as my Sunday-night fears!

I'm about to go in for my biweekly chat with the boss. Deciding how/whether to broach the subject. Almost sure I will post something about the results.

[kis]

Good luck! And remember - after Norm, they're going to be pleased with even your most half-hearted performance, surely?

[bientot]

If they've given you too much to do (and it sounds very much like that is the case) prioritize. You get done what you get done - if they complain, explain that you got the most important stuff done first and then ran out of time. If they need more they need to provide you with an assistant! So there.....

DO NOT LET IT KILL YOU. It's not worth it. (Let it kill Norm if necessary.)

[darkemeralds]

Your icon is so perfect for this situation!

I LOL'd at the notion of an assistant, but you're quite right about prioritizing. And if they need more, they can wait patiently for it.

Thank you for sound, calm, rational advice.