I am a trained primary school teacher. I was in senior management until having a baby and dropped 'down' to three days a week.
Unfortunately, DH then lost his primary source of income and we fell behind with mortgage payments. To try and keep the house, I got work in the evenings.
I cannot begin to explain how hard I find it. I keep making silly mistakes because no one has properly trained me - it's assumed I'll pick things up. People are often impatient, condescending and sometimes downright rude to me because I'm not the person who is usually there. I don't have much in common with my colleagues and they treat me as something of an oddity - I made the mistake of explaining I was a teacher and did the job evenings and I am now referred to as The Teacher - I hate it and wish I hadn't told them what I did but I didn't know any better! I also hate the fact we have no time as a family at all
I'm permanently exhausted too.
Felt good just to let that out 