Monday, August 29, 2011
Blurring the Lines
I am many different things.
I am a professional in my day career.
I am a mother to 3 boys, two teenagers and a 3 yr old. In this capacity I serve as cook, maid, psychiatrist, physician, and social secretary.
I am a wife. See extra duties above under mother.
I am a writer.
Most of the time I can keep these facets of my life separated. I am a master at compartmentalizing. Maybe because if I didn’t it would only take a few days before becoming completely overwhelmed by the enormity of tasks facing me each day and I would run screaming through the streets.
But sometimes the lines blur.
Replying to emails from co-workers with an in depth critique of their grammar and plot weaknesses is not going to win me any popularity awards.
And asking my boss if he needs to potty before a meeting is just not acceptable.