The space to be selfish

[TheOtherAgentJohnson]

I've had a bad day today, tensions with my boss and uncertainty about my job over the next few months. I slept badly last night and have pretty much spent the whole day (WFH) in bed, feeling sorry for myself.

My husband has been quietly getting on with the few chores that need doing, and kindly leaving me to be a bit selfish and sulky.

Now I'm sitting here thinking thank god I don't have to pull myself together for any children. It must be awful never to have the space to be a solipsistic dickhead for a bit.

Yuuuup. I've got a cold. It's not a bad cold, but it's enough to make me feel sulky and sorry for myself, and it's such a relief to be able to come in from work, fling off my bra and collapse on the sofa in a heap for a nice snooze before husband gets home. I can't imagine how much more grumpy and tetchy I'd be if I had to run around after a child instead.

Hats off to all the mums and dads mumming and dadding with the various winter bugs going around, I don't know how they do it. I couldn't cope without the occasional space to be a lazy selfish slattern when I'm in a mood or not feeling well

(Hope things get better for you in work and you get through the uncertain patch with as much ease as possible 💐)

Ha you can still be "selfish" with kids but it is easier when they are a bit older...maybe 8+?
I came home from work and went to bed with a dose...gave the kids a few chores to do, we all survived.

I agree - it must add to the strain of worrying times if you have to put on a brave face for the children, or explain whatever is wrong in a child-palatable way. Or as with JudgeBread if you're not well, you can hunker down and sleep, you don't have to worry about feeding and looking after anyone else.

I agree @TheOtherAgentJohnson. My work is so full on dealing with the public and I love coming home and being able to do exactly what I want, even if it just means PJ's and wine. I'd hate to have to put a brave face on or have to look after someone else.

I like the fact that I can wallow in illness, nap after work or not bother with a proper dinner and just have porridge or something if I feel like it.

I had to spend the day sorting out a family emergency which involved a 6 hour round trip. All fine now. I’ve just got in & I’m so deeply grateful that it’s just me & my cat.