Thursday, May 07, 2009

No skeletons in my closet. How about yours?

One really shouldn't leave evidence lying around.

But even so I'm not sure it bothers me. Obviously it was removed (hidden?) so it wouldn't, but right now it's just a big yawn to me. Probably because I'd figured all along. What's more interesting is that I was right. Big deal.

And it's me that's supposed to be sneaking around, being mysterious and hiding things? How ironic. But still, not at all surprising.

I'm not upset, not right now. But who knows, maybe my indignance will get the better of me.

So. What's else don't I know? (And I'm tempted to say who cares anyway?)

The point Dr. Watson, and I'm sure you'll agree is that it was kept away in the first place.

Tuesday, May 05, 2009

Workspace

All's quiet on the work front. Getting into gear after the long break was a pain though.

Though I wish I could crack the whip to get some butts moving, I have to work within the confines of playing the amiable cheerleader that never tires or loses patience in 'encouraging' them to do as I ask. Quite the opposite of my usual 'Tell you once, and I'd better not have to tell you again' attitude. Blergh.

Things work differently here, there's little to no respect for the sanctity of project accountibility, planning, timelines and deliverables. It's because they (we) are in an operational environment which centers around routine day to day activities which as my higher up would say comes first before all else. It's a paradigm shift for me as I've spent years working on 'projects' however big or small, and operational work was never something I had encountered.

It definitely has it's pro's; no one ever has reason to stress out. The day begins and ends at exactly the same time, and work stays in the office and never needs to be brought home. If you're efficient and follow processes to a T, you'll do great. But even I can see that that will not get anyone anywhere. It's the side-projects based on operational improvement or customer satisfaction that will differentiate the project manager from the rest. The highest chance of learning things that can add value here and elsewhere are also in the projects.

Someday (soon? latter?) I will have to face the facts and decide, but for now I'm enjoying my time in the cool shade, sitting on the wooden bridge, with dangling legs and toes twirling patterns in the lazy stream...

Thinking

I can never get my head straight enough to write. The moment I feel like writing, my mind takes off in a million different directions rending me effectively paralyzed.

It's the end of a long 4 day weekend and I've put off work I brought home to do which means I've been having Tuesday blues on Monday, heh. Would have easily solved the problem just by doing the work rather than mopping about it eh? Should do a lot of things I put off. Like cleaning the house, like planning The Holiday, like having lunch with ex-colleagues, like visiting the friends new house and a million other things I've avoided.

He said I must not love him anymore. It would seem so wouldn't it, when I come home and am not happy to see him? No smile, no hug. That occured to me to. How can you snap at someone you loved only a moment ago?

I give women a bad name. You couldn't tell from my public face, but honestly the mood swings ( if that is what they are) which only he sees, are whiplash-quick. I find the reason(s) difficult to pin down. I get confused about which was the source and which ones developed or where dredged up as a result of the downward spiral. They just keep compounding, confounding.

I said I needed to think, to figure my behaviour out. But then immediately after that the storm passed and we've spent the past 2 days in blissful peace. Camraderie regained, smiles and hugs all round. Who knows how long it will last? And so it is and has always been.

I'm running out of things to say, reasons or excuses to give, advice to receive, solutions to dream up and try (and forget and abandon it would seem). The love is implicit. So why doesn't it work all the time? What am I doing wrong? What in fact is the matter with me? This is something 3 plus years together hasn't resolved.

I am the luckiest girl in the world. Really. Now how not to screw it up?