Sitting in the school pickup line, my mind starts racing. It is the first quiet moment of my day – the baby is contentedly gazing out the window from her carseat and my toddler is enjoying some screen time. My body is my own and I have space to think. Years ago this was my sliver of afternoon peace, before the evening chaos. But these days my mind is never quiet. I sit watching the flood of masked kids and teachers exit the school as I wave at a familiar mom through the window, and worry takes over.
"Work promoted me to manager. I don't want anymore responsibilities. If doing a good job leads to more work I don't want it- even if it means more $. I'm tired."
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