I find that one of the hardest things to do is to “turn it off” when walking in the front door. And by “turn it off,” I mean “get into loving mommy mode after a frustrating angst-ridden day at work.” Of course, ideally, we (meaning me) would be much better at not letting work getting to a place of angst in our head. But sometimes, it’s not that simple.
I commuted to my job for over 8 years. The commute ranged from 25 minutes to 60+ minutes depending on the job (both are above the norm in CT)
But that commute was my decompress time. I had books on tape, I had satellite radio, I turned the phone off and left work behind me. It didn’t stop or eliminate the stress of the to-do list that grew daily, but it gave me the opportunity to walk in the front door to my family without the pent up angst of the work day.