I have been really stressin’ out today. I have designated myself the decorator for a party at my moms house on Sunday. My mom and dad are taking care of all the household chores like cleaning up doggy poop, and dusting. My brothers both live at home right now, and they are helping them out there too. Thank heavens. My mom and I don’t have meshing personalities when it comes to stress. If we are both stressed then it’s not going to be productive. My mom shuts down, she makes lists and lists and delegates. Instead of her listing getting smaller she just keeps adding to them. So the day of she’s still has 55 things to do before guests arrive in 30 minutes. I am more laid back, I prefer to have a list to work off of, and I will complete it in time, but on my own. I HATE being micromanaged or watched. I just need to know what I am in charge of and I promise it will be done. Some how when stress hits she and I just bonk heads, because of how we handle it.
Anyway, she sent out this list.
If that were all then it would be fine, but as soon as we volunteer more and more gets added. I already have been really excited to do the decor. I am spending a lot of time to make this party look really cute. I cannot wait to see the final turn out. Anyway, I get really stressed because I feel like I already took on an under taking by volunteering to decorate, which means make and bring all the supplies myself. Now she sends out this list, and I feel like I need to go over and spend the next 100 hours helping shampoo the couch! I really don’t mean to be a snotty pants, but I feel like when you work full time, have a house of my own with laundry, dishes, and dusting to keep up on my own I just can’t do it all. I remember being younger and WEEKS before Thanksgiving we would start to get ready for it. I just can’t do that. She and I aren’t wired the same.
Anyway.
That’s my story.
How do you handle stress? Differently then your mom? The same? What about with you partner? Jared has never been stressed in his life. It works really well for me, because when I get wound up, he helps relax me and put things into perspective really fast.
