Brain Drain

My husband's got a cold.  Or maybe something more sinister.  He started feeling badly right before we left on our weekend trip last Thursday.  He was functional and fun on Friday, Saturday and Sunday.  By Monday, though, he had taken a turn for the worse.  Tuesday was worse than Monday, and Wednesday was even worse.  He woke up this morning feeling about the same as yesterday, which is to say he felt pretty badly.  With Ben out, my nights have been as busy as my days.  He usually does much of the cooking and general pick-up of toys, etc before I even get home.  I help with the post-dinner kitchen clean up, and we both get Bubba ready for bed, etc. before a moment of relaxation before we go to bed. 

This week, I've been responsible for almost everything.  It's amazing how much Ben does when he's feeling up to it.  On top of that, I did 5 loads of laundry on Tuesday.  That's $12.50.  Except I'm a genius, and saved us $0.50 by plugging the dryer rather than start from scratch for loads 4 and 5. 

My genius was on Tuesday.  By yesterday, I was done.  You know how when you were in high school or college, and you had a full day of classes or maybe you had a test and your brain was really tired from all that thinking?  And having a tired brain caused you to physically be really tired?  I've been experiencing that phenomenon a lot lately.  Don't worry, it's not because my job is sucking the life out of me.  I think it's because there is much to learn, and it's kind of (really) tiring to learn it all.  Being the new person kind of stinks.

Plus, I'm garnering this reputation as being competent, which is a total drag.  Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy being helpful and having work to do.   But the fact that in reality, I have no idea what I'm doing coupled with the fact the people are starting to ask me questions for guidance leads to much stress for me.  Especially when I look to my left and right and see people much more skilled in both SQL and Crystal Reports.  Are they just asking me questions to try to trip me up and expose me as a fraud?  Sometimes I wonder...