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I’m aware that my baseball team sucks, really, I am…but are you aware that you’re at a baseball game? Not a football game? Seriously, the Eagles chant…are you aware of what sport you’re watching? Are you that thick in the head to think that chanting for the craptacular Eagles before, during and after a baseball game will make a difference in how your NFL team performs? Can you even spell Eagles? Because to me, it always seems like you’re one vowel short of the correct spelling. “E-G-L-E-S — Egles…”. Or maybe spelling while intoxicated just shouldn’t be attempted.
I suppose it doesn’t matter, really, when your MLB team sits atop the NL East. I get that you’re good. Really, I do. I get that as a Nats fan, I’m cursed to spend the season hoping that we don’t sustain any more injuries and that, if I’m lucky, they’ll win a game here and there. I’m accepting of my lot in life. All I’m asking is to properly root for the team you’re watching. I don’t feel that’s too much to ask. Thanks and enjoy the game.
I’ve been told, by my husband, in the past few days that I seem much more at ease. That I seem like the weight of the world has been lifted off my shoulders. Now, I’m not sure that ALL of that weight is gone, but I’m definitely feeling a little lighter, a little more sane…and I’m sure that he’s enjoying having a happy wife.
Things are working out well here at the office with my new officemate, and this makes me happy. I look forward to coming to work in the morning. I look forward to sharing all that I know about what I do, to educating and training and mentoring this person. It’s a really fascinating process and one I don’t think I realized i’d enjoy so much.
I’m ready to get my life back. To not just be working CONSTANTLY, on the weekends, at night, late, early…it’s really taken it’s toll on me and my personal life. I’m ready to feel human again. I can feel it all slowly returning to me, this ability to balance life and work. I can remember how it’s supposed to feel…to have a life, not just a job. I’m not sure I was aware of how much I’d been taking on and how apparently I actually do need help…I’m not superman nor do I want to be.
Am I making sense here?
Yesterday morning I woke up and it felt like the first day of school. Something different was in the air and it felt less like a typical hectic Monday an more like a day of celebration.
Yesterday my assistant started.
Yesterday I no longer officed by myself, instead hearing another living breathing creative human being just 25 feet away from me.
It’s the end of an era and the beginning of something really exciting. As I phrased it last night, it’s like I have a new toy and I don’t know what to do with it yet but I can’t wait to go into work tomorrow and play with it.
I’ve been in an office alone for 8 of my nearly 10 years with this company. Tomorrow I will finally have the opportunity to begin her training in earnest, as yesterday and today bring rather insane demands on my time. I’m utilizing her where I can, indoctrinating her in the ways of this business, my business, my little world. . .opening it up a little bit to let someone else share and help in what I have to do on a daily basis. It’s definitely interesting, it’ll definitely be an ongoing adjustment, but so far I’m really happy to have the opportunity to make an impact on someone’s career path. It’s fascinating, it’s educational and it’s like looking in a mirror. I was there myself 10 years ago. I need to make sure I remember that.
The tasks at hand call me away, but I wanted to make sure I adequately chronicled the events of the last 24 hours and how they made me feel…inspired, charmed and fortunate.
