I am distracted. From blogging. I can not find the time to slip into the local libraries and create a work of joy and passion. At one time I was able to do this job with half my brain tied behind my back. Now I find the standards are higher, the pressure is more intense, the demands are non-ending.
The week flies by.
I am beginning to put the names with the faces. I am beginning to know who does what, who is on the fast track, who is a good worker, who is a complainer, who to avoid, who is bitchy, and who can get things done.
It is very different from the Center in Lexington. A lot of the differences are good and some are disappointing. That's life.
This week one of the Big Wigs is coming to our Center for a visit. He gets to ride with me. Oh joy. A year ago, I would have been in a panic. Now it is just an inconvenience because I have to clean my car, get totally organized for that day, and get my hair done.
One must impress in all ways possible.
Obviously, they know who best to place the bigwig with in order to impress... You have earned their respect already, Mar. Good luck with the hair! ;)
ReplyDeleteBleh...feeling pressure to impress. That's a pain....
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