You’d think I’d have figured this out by now.
But maybe I really DO have “DOORMAT” stamped on my forehead.
The issue here is respect for my time, respect I don’t feel I’m getting from my family.
I work from home. That doesn’t have to mean that I’m 100% available 100% of the time just because someone couldn’t be bothered to get out of bed in time to catch the school bus.
Because Hubs enjoys spending a few minutes in the morning driving The Kid to school, he’s been enabled in his slugabed ways. Hubs is away on business this week, though, and that leaves me to do the driving, whether or not it happens to fit into my plans for the day. Those plans begin at 7:40 AM–when the bus rolls away.
When I complain, they both act as if I’m being unreasonable in expecting The Kid to get moving in the morning and make it onto the bus.
I don’t think it should be on me to rearrange my schedule because someone wanted to catch a few more Zs.
I’m willing to dump my plans at the drop of a hat when medical necessity is involved. It’s a big part of the reason I work from home. But why is my schedule always subject to change when someone else decides to be lazy?
The way I see it, I have limited choices here. I don’t want to call a halt to Hubs’ time with The Kid in the morning, because it’s something they both enjoy.
These are things I can do and need to do:
- Work with The Kid to establish a better morning routine that will get him out the door in time for the school bus.
- Give The Kid the responsibility of finding out whether Hubs is available to drive him to school–the night before.
- Determine a reasonable plan of action for those days when Hubs can’t drive The Kid, who then misses the bus anyway.
Number 3 is going to be the hardest one, because everyone thinks that because my job allows for a flexible schedule, they can be the ones to decide to flex it.
Meanwhile, I’m going to read the chapter on “Organizing Your Time” in Katharine Grubb’s new book, Write a Novel in 10 Minutes a Day. (No, I’m not writing a novel, but there are plenty of ideas in here that will apply.)
Because I’m not willing to start my workday at 8:30. And I shouldn’t have to. Early morning is my most productive time, and I want to make the most of that.
I need to start setting the example here and respect my own time.
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Good for you!!! And I feeeeeeel your pain…the beginning of it, anyway…