burnout

I've often thought, and probably often said that I'd like my job* to be socializing. By that I mean I'd like to do it 40 hours a week. I don't really mean that I'd like to be paid to hang out with people, just that hanging out with people would fulfill my income earning need. Like, I wouldn't need another job.

So, yesterday was one of those days where three coworkers call in sick, on top of the fact that you were already planning a 12 hour work day to get ready for a big event coming up. Yesterday consisted of breakfast with one friend, a visit with a woman and her son who I am going to be watching tomorrow, running around town buying a gift, coming home and doing some wrapping, delivering gifts to two friends who had birthdays yesterday, attending a bridal shower, attending a first birthday party, and then dinner with friends who were visiting from out of town.

I'm exhausted. Totally exhausted.

Just now I was sitting on my couch, checking something on the computer, looking at some things on my calender - and then I voice said, "Hello? Hello...???" I was puzzled. Then I realized I was holding the phone, and a moment later remember I had just called someone. I often am so not present that I forget who I am calling as it is ringing, but I don't think I have ever before forgotten entirely that I was making a phone call.


*The other thing I've always wanted as a job is Baby Naming. I want people to pay me to name their babies. I know this isn't likely going to be something I can support myself doing - but I haven't given up hope. This topic came up yesterday as a dad was saying that they haven't yet picked a name for their soon to be born baby. I confessed my dream, and a friend suggested that I could do work with kids and give symbolic names as some rite of passage. Much more plausable than my original idea.