Vicky Biccy's Blog

Life is tiring

Yesterday I was indulging in a joint-grumble with a friend about how draining working life can be. Sometimes I get home at 6pm and all I can do is lie on the sofa until it’s time to go and lie down in bed.

Having said that, I do enjoy long weekends, and I don’t really have many responsibilities after work. I don’t have any children and I don’t care for parents or neighbours. I’m not part of a club that demands my energy in the evenings. A colleague recently told me that she often doesn’t sit down until 10pm, as her large family keeps her very busy. Last Saturday I stayed in bed until noon.

There’s another kind of weariness that comes from dealing with stressful situations. When I meet someone who works full time, holds a family together, and does all of this through an intensely traumatic season of grief, long-term illness or continuing stress and strain, I can only wish I was wearing a hat so that I could take it off in respect. Some people really do deserve a medal. Though I suspect they’d prefer a break, and a few days in bed.
 

Created on Thu 2nd April 2009 10:00