I am stressed. Not as much now as I was earlier in the week.
In The Beginning of Our Impossible Dreams, I mention a few situations that were stressful. And in Got Job? I mentioned part of the stressful process I went through in looking for a job. After God showed up at just the right moment in each of those instances, I declared I would never be worried about anything again! How naive!
Faith is a good thing. And I should have it. But I was being naive about my humanness. I am prone to worry.
And when I’m stressed, I need more communication to keep the stress level down. My husband and I learned that the hard way earlier this week. My stress level was increasing….where are we going to live? when are we going to make enough money to live on? (I wouldn’t be so stressed if this just affected us, but we’re depending on his mom’s good graces for our current housing.) My husband isn’t working a regular 9-5 job and I only had a partial idea of how he was using his time throughout the day. So the stress skewed my interpretation of his work.
We had a miscommunication. I had a melt-down. We came back together and came up with our best solution: He would time-track his work in a little book. That way I could see what was going on–have a little security blanket. Much better than not communicating about it and better than me peppering him with twenty questions….or more.
It’s funny. When I’m stressed I withdrawal. But when I’m stressed I need more communication. What a contradiction!
Any tips from you about the best way to communicate during stressful times, or to deal with stress?