As a work at home mom….you’re constantly being torn between domestic work, child rearing and job-work.
Do you throw in a load of laundry, start fixing dinner, try and write a blog post or help someone with their homework?
It’s a constant mix of work….work…..and work. I’m not saying it’s bad…..but I am saying it’s exhausting.

Now….don’t get all bent if you work outside the home and feel just as much pressure. I got that. I do. But if you were
working at home….you’d find yourself pulled in a lot more directions. Even when I was on-air in radio with a huge

board in front of me, CD players stacked high….maybe guests in the studio, the phone ringing, contests to prep for….a show to prep for….I did not feel as pulled. That was cake compared to being a work at home mom.

So….here I sit….11:30PM and I’m tired. I’ve not really had any down time to speak of today and I really need to get to “work”. Just like this post….what am I going to write about? I don’t have any ideas. I feel to tired to research something or to try and be witty. The kids have been home for weeks on Christmas break and now they’ve been home all week for snow. I’m getting “twitchy” and easily annoyed. I was startled today by a dust bunny in the corner of the stairs. I swear I thought it was a rat….a BIG rat. Nope….just cat hair, dog hair, people hair, dust….dirt. Yuck. Do I stop what I’m doing to drag out the vac and get it? But wait…I need to fix dinner….or maybe feed the dog…..or the cats…kids….get groceries….the toilet is plugged up. Damn….the battery in the car is dead?? Dentist appointments in the morning….don’t forget that poster board for the history project your daughter is doing……blah blah blah blah blah…..

Yep…I’m tired. I can’t think anymore.
So good night.

Sleep well.
Even you dust bunny.

Christmas break was long. I mean, really looooooooooooong. The kids AND my husband were here for two weeks, all day….every day.

Yes I love my family……blah blah blah.
Of course I do. They are precious, unique and loving.
And I of course…..am all those things as well. BUT – when you’re not used to being around people…..any people, everyday….all day – it kind of wears on you.

And my kids had several friends over during break. My son had kids over here constantly….lots of them. It was like a fraternity or something. And we had friends over. And there was Christmas celebrations and New Year celebrations. I felt like Julie the Cruise Director.

You don’t know who Julie the Cruise Director is??
Jesus….

Anyway…
It wears on my brain. All these people and their questions. My husband, son and daughter ask a lot of questions. Where’s my hair brush? Where’s my cellphone? Where’s my butt? What’s for dinner? Why can’t I?

Geeesh….what is this??? Some kind of reality show where they just try to make you crack? I live here…..but I am NOT lost and found, tech support, matride or concierge……

OH Lord….flashbacks…..lets not go back to the two weeks of vacation. Lets move forward to today, Wednesday.

So everyone went back to school and work Monday. And I got busy catching up on everything here in my office. MoneyMakingMommy.com is my main website and very time consuming. Hunting for work at home jobs and writing new content, working on SEO…..MoneyMakingMommy is 80% of what I do.

So I work…..and work…..and work…..and before I know it….it’s time to pick up the kids. I come home, work more, make dinner and work til 2am.
Tuesday I get up around 9:00 and work all day again…..same scenario.
There are no groceries. I need to go to the bank.

And today…..Wednesday…I’ve noticed……I need to take a shower. When did I take my last shower? Did I take one Monday?? I don’t remember?

So at this point…..I’ve taken working at home too far. Even the dog and kittens are staying away from me. I smell of “ode de workaholic”.

So I bid you adieu for the day. I am going to go wash up….feel alive again.

So take this as a warning…..being a home based business mom has it’s drawbacks. For one….those people you live with are sometimes home for days, weeks….try and be friendly.

And even though you may not notice your stinky self – you stink. Go take a shower. I don’t care if no one has seen you for days and no one will see you for days. Wash. What if the UPS man shows up by chance?? Do you really want him reporting to the police that a troll like, big foot like (have you shaved your legs lately?), angry witch came to the door??

Now…..where is my hair brush??