After nearly five months of furlough.
I’m going back straight into a promotion so have to do the training for that alongside my actual job. I’m also doing an apprenticeship and don’t know how well carving out my study time for that is going to work in practise as I started it while furloughed. We are fully booked for the next few weeks, it’s going to be like the Eat Out To Help Out fiasco again, people are DESPERATE to go to the pub/out for dinner, so it’s going to be carnage.
DD now has a job but doesn’t drive so I have an hour commute to take her at 7am, then school run at 8am, leave for work at 10am until either 6pm or midnight. DH is wfh so will pick up DD and DS and cook etc. But then he’ll have to work in the evening to make the time up. Then there’s Cubs/martial arts/music stuff to organise in the evenings as well.
I haven’t been sleeping well at all, night sweats are a lovely new peri symptom that seems here to stay and I wake up several times a night.
I’ve tried to involve everyone else in the housework etc with a view to being out of the house 50+ hrs a week again but they’ve all got very used to me being around and doing pretty much everything. So the house is going to fall apart at least until everyone gets their act together.
My friend died and that’s broken me even though I was prepared for it so that’s not helped my anxiety and feeling of impending doom.
Im worried that I’ve taken on far too much and it’s all going to collapse around me.
Can I have some kind words or advice or a kick up the arse that it’s not that much to do and other people have lives far worse/busier?
Aibu to think it’s all too much and just hide under the duvet and cry?