… that icky bad “I’m so stressed out I could keel over” work feeling … today we got in 17 transfers just from Brinker. 7 of them (from my good buddy MB) were clean and nice and ready to go. The 11 that came in from one of his lesser co-workers were not. That’s PLUS all the other crap I had to do and catch up on.
(runs around with her hair on fire – AGAIN)
Add to that some strange attendant yuckiness from my on maternity leave co-worker (which I probably won’t go into here in this public forum) and it’s feeling like old times again.
—- BUT! —-
I do have (for a time) her office with a door that I plan to make liberal use of until such time as I cannot. It’s nice being able to shut out the masses and the noise and just concentrate on what I’m doing. I have about a month and a bit to take advantage of it before I am thrown back into a cube and HRM comes back so I’m using it to my advantage. Ha and Poops to those who say “looks like you are doing something secretive in here” (umm, that would actually be Brian (my new and big boss)) but he knows I churn out the work like a big dog (especially now that I am ever more clueful) so I won’t worry.
I’m working on the Personal Foundations course with Rixie these days. I took that via teleclass at CoachU last year and bailed toward the end of it because my life was in the dumper and I couldn’t really focus on doing anything. I think I am in a better place this year (Lord, I sure hope so!) and I think I can do some more work on it.
This week I have to come up with a theme for the coursework (last year it was a line from the Incubus song “Drive” (“when I drive myself my light is found”). This year, I think I need to speak to turning the focus inward instead of outward. Anyone have a suggestion?
I also have to list 5 things I am tolerating in 3 different categories: home / work / and personl life.
But – I have hired a cleaning person to get the house in some good order and then come every 2 weeks (unbeknownst to the consort) and I have cleared my closet of clothes that I have not worn in quite some time and plan to give them away to a women’s shelter. So – that’s a start.
“Am I living it right …. ?”