Starting a new job is always a challenge. Moving to a new city to start a new job is also a huge challenge. I’ve done both of these things in the past week and with that comes stress.
Stress is good, but only in moderation, sort of like Coffee. I’ve got a lot of stress in my life right now, and I’ve got to find a way to get rid of some of it… I’m hoping that writing about it will help.
I generally deal with stress by breaking down large problems, or issues, into small blocks, which helps me simplify those problems, at which point I’m able to solve each small problem, add those solutions together and come up with a fairly simple answer (at least in my mind). I’ve gotten pretty good at this problem-solution matrix over time that I can generally do most of it in my head, usually skipping a few steps, and still end up coming out on top. I can’t explain it, but I’m not generally the kind of person that gets stressed or overwhelmed.
I don’t need a whole lot of static points in my life to get things accomplished.
But, I think I’ve gotten myself out of the edge of that proverbial plateau.
The one thing that generally keeps me fairly well grounded is my wife. But she’s on the other end of the spectrum most of the time. She likes to investigate every possible option prior to making a decision. She also hasn’t followed our finances at all for the past two or three years (I’ve just ‘taken care of it’ for the most part). This whole pick up and move, sell the house, live in a tiny apartment for a while, suck it up, and benefit later thing isn’t her bag. It’s stressing me out, because I really need her to be solid, so that the things in my life that aren’t (the whole new job thing) can be dealt with without a whole lot of periperhal distractions…
So, I think I’ll sit her down tomorrow night and explain a lot to her… that’ll help I’m sure.
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It sounds like my wife is very similar to yours. I generally deal with stress pretty well, until I don’t. My wife gets stressed pretty easy, but deals with it head on. She’s good about making a list of things she needs to get done, and then she tackles them – but not without first going a bit bonkers for a while.
I have learned (the hard way) that when I do get stressed, my wife worries. I tell her that sometimes I just “need to be stressed” for a while and that it will be ok later. I have learned though that overall, she really wants to know what’s going on in my life. When I tell her I’m stressed, even though she freaks for a few minutes, by the end of the conversation, she not only feels better, but she starts picking up my slack and gets tougher herself. In the end, we both feel better.
Sometimes, we like to be “tough” and sometimes we like to be coddled. My theory is that together we give 100%. Sometimes we are 50/50, but usually it’s a 60/40 split – and we both take turns being the 60.
My 2 Cents.