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We have the Freedom to Choose Our Morning Routine

Miraculously, I found myself in the morning, with my work laptop shut. I sent out an email, making it very clear that my availability would be tentative during business hours. My son was sent home for a second time within 1.5 weeks over a Covid exposure. My son is in Kindergarten this year. Therefore, I am responsible for feeding and caring for him, whilst simultaneously helping him complete his schoolwork. All I could think of from day 1 was - how am I going to do all of this? I don't have help at home. I don't have a partner. I don't have a live-in Nanny. 

My day job comes with high expectations, which is totally fine with me, but I'm also not afraid to tell them, or anyone - so-do-I.

That being said, I chose to send the email, and shut the laptop. Turn off the phone. Protect my mental health, after all, in Corporate America, they will let you go in a heartbeat, they don't care. It's the brutally honest truth. So, why continue to sell ourselves and work like slaves for them? 

I now find myself enjoying a warm cup of mocha coffee, playing a jigsaw puzzle online, and listing to energy cleansing music on my other screen on YouTube, and I couldn't be happier. 

Dear Corporate America,

Sorry. Not Sorry.

-Ashley J. Oliver



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