This is a guest prompt from Ricki Lake. Well, ok then.

I guess this post flows pretty well from my last one. I already wrote about how I balance my relationship. I have no kids of my own, and Josh’s son is with him, so I see him on the weekends as well, so that answers that part.

My work/life balance (ew. Can we just strike that phrase from the record of ever existing?) is pretty well set right now. I commute 45 minutes to work, 1.5 hours round trip, which is a challenge I’ve taken on and grown accustomed to over the past 14 months. Honestly, I don’t get up any earlier than I would if I had kids, and I’m home before 6 every day, so I can’t complain too much about that.

The key for me is leaving my work at work, not taking it home with me. I leave it at the door when I walk out, and it will most certainly be there for me when I come in the next day. In fact, it may have mated with other work I left there and multiplied into exponentially more work over night. Like mice.

I take a lot of “me time,” getting back into exercising, reading, TV watching, hot baths, sleeping, etc. I don’t feel, at this point in my life, that work is interfering with other aspects of my life, or vice versa. I’m thankful for that, because I know things could be a lot tougher.