hartford tunnelI recently started a new job for an organization I absolutely love doing work I’m passionate about.  Doesn’t get much better than that!  But, as much as I love new things, I am also a creature of habit.  And so, starting a new job brought with it some anxiety.  How much time will it take to get to the office?  How much time will it take to get to the kids after work? Will I need to bring my lunch? How will I organize my office? On and on and on…

Now that I’m into my 30’s, I’ve come to expect the litany of questions I will put myself through in preparation for a change of this magnitude and don’t allow myself to get freaked out.  There is only so much I can control. This has taken me a long time!  I used to freak out big time over a change of plans and at one point in my life actually fainted when getting hair cuts-don’t ask!  I’ve never been diagnosed, but I’ve worked hard to overcome my fear/anxiety of change.

With this latest change, my biggest concern was the thing I had the least control over–my end of day pick-up of the kids.  I get out of work at 5 and need to get the kids by 5:30 (and I don’t want to be the last parent…weird competitiveness and guilt in me coming out). If you’re a CT resident who works in the Hartford area then you know what it means to try and navigate the I-84 tunnel at 5PM.  I live and have worked west of the river since 2006.  My new job has me working east of the river meaning I must commute either around or through Hartford to get to my kid’s childcare in time.

A half hour to drive 2 miles you say…no biggie, right!?

I used my first two days of work to try out two different routes.  The first day I attempted 84, but in addition to the highway traffic I also experienced construction traffic off of the exit that almost made me late.  What takes only 4 minutes on the way to work turned into 23 minutes on the way back!  The second day, I tried a route through the city and it was surprisingly, significantly shorter –only 15 minutes.

Other than my travel anxiety and occasional road rage, the transition into my new position and our new routine has been wonderful.  My office is reorganized and decorating is underway and, I’ve been bringing healthy lunches.  The most important thing is I’m happy.  And a happy mom means happy kids!

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