Am I investing enough in "social capital" at the office? I'm a social person by nature. From a very young age, I've enjoyed chatting, yukking it up, and dishing dirt with my fellow human beings. Especially with the folks at my office—an ad agency where smart, creative, and, most importantly, funny people seem to flock in droves.
But when I became a working mom two years ago, I noticed that I suddenly had no time for "miscellaneous." Every minute of my day was consumed with purpose. In the morning, I had to haul ass to get myself and my daughter out the door. During the workday, I no longer enjoyed the "luxury" of working as late (and leisurely) as I needed to in order to hit my "end-of-day" deadlines. Evenings, I tried to squeeze as much affection and family time as I could into two hours—before my daughter went to sleep. "Night-night" for Cassie meant "second shift" for Mommy.
At the office, I quickly learned I had to be much stricter with my schedule. That meant catching up on my work emails instead of going out to lunch with my cube-mates, or a quick wave on the way back from the coffee machine rather than a five-minute hallway chat. Happy hour? Ha! Who has time for that? Sure, I missed some of the office camaraderie and shenanigans, but I couldn't dwell on it. No time. Must get stuff done. Read More.
Susan Wenner Jackson works for an advertising agency in Cincinnati and blogs about her working mom life in the Around the Watercooler column on Mommy Track'd.