I’ve just finally bitten the bullet and talked to my boss about my workload. I’ve had to get my feet properly under the table and make myself indispensable (as much as anyone can be in a job, anyway!) before I broached it, because I’m in one of those (surprise, surprise…public sector!) leadership roles where your JD makes blatantly clear that you are signing up to do three people’s jobs .
The workload is just ever increasing, though, and I’m a perfectionist by nature, so I’m finding that even with working way over my hours I’m struggling to fit it all in - seeing clients, huge amounts of admin and reporting, designing and delivering training, endless meetings, having to flit constantly between strategic planning, and answering calls/emails/intereuptions.
The last couple of months I’ve just been permanently rundown - mouth ulcers, headaches, UTIs, interrupted sleep etc - and I feel like I’m heading for burnout. However I LOVE my job. If I had 35 hours in a day instead of 24, it would be perfect .
I think being 47 and giving less of a fuck just made me say it out loud to my boss. In years gone by I might have left or stayed and run myself into the ground. I had nothing to lose by just saying ‘my workload is ridiculous - look at my diary! It’s fucking insane’ or words to those effect,
Ive ended up being given some admin support, ‘ptotected time’ for various things which means I can hide away somewhere and switch off my phone and email, and various other adjustments to help me delegate and shift duties to other people. I wouldn’t have imagined any of this would be possible , but I asked and I got.
Worth a shot?