I’m tired, dudes. DOG tired. Stress is keeping me awake and getting the best of me. Yes, I did this to myself but I am one of those people who craves a certain amount of stress. I thrive off of it. But there is a tipping point and I seem to be teetering on the edge. Or maybe I have already fallen over the other side. Who knows? This is new territory for me.
This is how it began.
Nearly a year ago I had this conversation with myself:
Only running one busy company, Jen? BORING. What are you lazy?! Yawn…You need to take that great idea and start another company but make this one even busier and crazier than the last one, OK?
WARNING: If you ever have this conversation with yourself, CALL ME IMMEDIATELY. I am not saying I will talk you out of it because, chances are if it is as good of an idea as mine I will tell you to go for it. But at least I could warn you. Give you a reality check. Let you know that you will sleep less and stress more than you did with your first baby. (OK, maybe not that much but pretty darn close.)
When I posted this as my status on Facebook people recommended laughter – great idea but only a temporary solution. They recommended wine – I think I would develop a drinking problem adding additional stress to my stress if I were to take this approach under the circumstances. Others, they offered empathy – a sisterhood of stressed out, hard working, teetering on the edge women. How comforting.
But seriously, how do YOU deal with extreme stress? It is not “in the moment” stress. This is the kind that will be around awhile and that I can’t really do too much to change in the short-term. It is just the way it is and I have to figure out how to handle it better. What do you do?
Take me back!
