How I stopped being bothered & started listening

It’s August.
I get it. You’re busy. I know you are. We all are. And that’s my rub.

I won’t lie.
Every time I saw a higher ed person tweet or update their Facebook status about how busy they were, I’d roll my eyes and wonder if they had any idea about what career field they were in. I’d go on a mental rant about how ridiculous it was to see my newsfeed flooded with the exact same garbage from so many people. I’d imagine my snarky responses to all of them.

I was so annoyed at people proclaiming how hard their jobs were in the month of August and September. I rationalized if all of these professionals spent less time complaining about how busy they were, they’d have more time to do their job and get home at an earlier hour.

This week, I checked myself. After swimming in so much negativity, I had no idea why I was tired and crabby all of the time. After a night out with some Squirrelfriends on Tuesday, I realized this was getting to me. I had to check myself.

People post whatever they want on Facebook and Twitter because they need to…

  • They need to get something off their chest
  • They need to encourage themselves
  • They need some assistance
  • They need someone to understand
  • They need someone to listen

Instead of over-reacting, I had to realize people are doing what they need to do. We all walk a hard road. People post how busy they are because they need someone to hear them… not someone to judge them. I can be a part of their solution, or I can be a tired brat.

While I’ll always be a brat, I choose to be a positive force.

How I stopped being bothered & started listening

The Overworked Badge of Honor

It took a long time to get here, but today I’m taking a mental health day from work.

I'm just so tired.
I’m just so tired.

I’m tired. It’s been a long month (it’s only April 8!) and I’ve been burning the candle from both ends. Today, I’m taking charge of my health and stress levels by spending today at home… drinking coffee, watching TV, playing video games and relaxing.

Five years ago, I couldn’t have done this.

In my first job out of grad school, I thought I was Superman. I could work a 12 hour day (which I did) and make it back in the office at 9am (which I did). I had no regard for my health (that’s another post) or my work performance. It was an unrealistic expectation I levied upon myself.

Too many #sapros view being overworked as a badge of honor, something to be celebrated (or at least bragged about).

What I’ve learned over the years: Working around the clock and not taking time off impresses no one. It simply robs you of your own well-being.

We all have wonky hours. We all work weekends. There’s no shame in taking some time off so you can be the best YOU possible tomorrow. You’re the best barometer for your own health. You have to be the one to say you need a day off.

I’ve got a lot of responsibilities in the weeks ahead and I want to be the best Jason I can be. So, I’m spending the day on the couch. I have no guilt.

The Overworked Badge of Honor