I had a revelation today while sitting at my desk trying to concentrate.
I know I’m overworked. I know I’m burned out. I know my perfectionism has me frozen. I know I’m doing the work of several full time jobs.
Wait. I’m doing the work of several full time positions. Specifically seven.
And I’m only trained to do 2 of the said 7 jobs. The other 5 I’m flying by the seat of my pants. No wonder I’m fried. I’m pulled in so many different directions I don’t know where to look.
It doesn’t change the fact that I’m burned out, feel useless, and need to make some major changes in my life. It doesn’t change the fact that I’m falling way behind at work.
But it is a small solace that I’m working in an impossible situation.