Have Issues, Will Travel
Another weekend away from home. Spent in a place that's different from the normal, but yet not the place I most want to be. Maybe next weekend. Maybe the one after. Maybe the one after that. Maybe...hopefully soon.
Apparently, while the Sarnos were in Key West this year they decided to have an office retreat of sorts for the operations crew. We talked for a while about a number of issues, got some planning hammered out, and followed up with a night at the Lakehouse Grille at the Inn at Church Falls in Meredith. The night started with drinking in the lounge followed by dinner in the main dining room of sorts. Dinner was late but quite nice, quite relaxing...and quite friendly.
What did I come away with? I enjoy working where I work, working with the people I work with...yeah, sometimes I feel like I'm perpetually behind the ball, but I think there are some promising days ahead. Just don't know entirely what my capacity will be by then. I don't know if any of us really know for sure just yet. The journey continues tomorrow...but for some reason, I feel like I'm ready for a weekend. And it's already Sunday night.
The other side of the weekend was that Carmine (Jr.) flew back for the weekend from Virginia. We drove up to the retreat Saturday, drove around after dinner down to the deserted Laconia and Governor's Island just for kicks. It was nice to talk to an old friend in person instead of online for a change, though how often did our conversations turn to business? That's a sign of age, I suppose, not to mention working for your friend's father. Sometimes I feel like I'm skipping steps here. One minute, I don't feel mature enough. The next, I feel I'm more mature than is healthy for me.
Hello, welcome to McDonald's...may I take your order?
Yes, one Happy Medium, please.
If nothing else, a weekend like this reminds me what I don't want to become. It reminds me of who I've long said I want to be, and where I want to be...what I've longed for, what I've envisioned time and time again, what visions aren't coming to light. The solutions are still foggy. And sad to say, none of these relate to my business life. Sometimes I feel like my focus isn't enough on business, but then I have these moments of clarity in which I realize that I need to direct some of my focus away from that. I've been riding a high lately that I can't explain, and am almost afraid to explain, other than to say that I feel better than I have in a long time about a few things. But the way I've been feeling, and the things I saw in my eyes and in my mind this weekend, serve to remind me of that focus, that it needs to be drawn away from business and onto other matters. Because while I'm feeling better, I'm still not happy. And there's nothing in the workplace, not job responsibilities or credit where due or a steep pay raise, that can change that. It's all outside the workplace.
So here I sit on a Sunday night, glancing behind me to see the Sox are already down 4-1 (in about 20 minutes, no less), thinking about how the work week starts in a few precious hours and I feel like my weekend's been nonexistent. Yeah, we had a nice weekend away, but the weekend away comes off feeling more like a working weekend, though it's nice to share some insight with someone else with a vested interest. I don't feel recharged to come to the table tomorrow, but maybe that means I don't have to get into the groove, that I'm already here. And what it surely means is that come Friday, I'll be ready to get out of that groove and get into another.
I'm looking for a destination for this weekend. I've been gone enough lately on the weekends, or busy lately on the weekends, but I'll gladly take to the road Friday night for the right reasons. I just need a destination.
Apparently, while the Sarnos were in Key West this year they decided to have an office retreat of sorts for the operations crew. We talked for a while about a number of issues, got some planning hammered out, and followed up with a night at the Lakehouse Grille at the Inn at Church Falls in Meredith. The night started with drinking in the lounge followed by dinner in the main dining room of sorts. Dinner was late but quite nice, quite relaxing...and quite friendly.
What did I come away with? I enjoy working where I work, working with the people I work with...yeah, sometimes I feel like I'm perpetually behind the ball, but I think there are some promising days ahead. Just don't know entirely what my capacity will be by then. I don't know if any of us really know for sure just yet. The journey continues tomorrow...but for some reason, I feel like I'm ready for a weekend. And it's already Sunday night.
The other side of the weekend was that Carmine (Jr.) flew back for the weekend from Virginia. We drove up to the retreat Saturday, drove around after dinner down to the deserted Laconia and Governor's Island just for kicks. It was nice to talk to an old friend in person instead of online for a change, though how often did our conversations turn to business? That's a sign of age, I suppose, not to mention working for your friend's father. Sometimes I feel like I'm skipping steps here. One minute, I don't feel mature enough. The next, I feel I'm more mature than is healthy for me.
Hello, welcome to McDonald's...may I take your order?
Yes, one Happy Medium, please.
If nothing else, a weekend like this reminds me what I don't want to become. It reminds me of who I've long said I want to be, and where I want to be...what I've longed for, what I've envisioned time and time again, what visions aren't coming to light. The solutions are still foggy. And sad to say, none of these relate to my business life. Sometimes I feel like my focus isn't enough on business, but then I have these moments of clarity in which I realize that I need to direct some of my focus away from that. I've been riding a high lately that I can't explain, and am almost afraid to explain, other than to say that I feel better than I have in a long time about a few things. But the way I've been feeling, and the things I saw in my eyes and in my mind this weekend, serve to remind me of that focus, that it needs to be drawn away from business and onto other matters. Because while I'm feeling better, I'm still not happy. And there's nothing in the workplace, not job responsibilities or credit where due or a steep pay raise, that can change that. It's all outside the workplace.
So here I sit on a Sunday night, glancing behind me to see the Sox are already down 4-1 (in about 20 minutes, no less), thinking about how the work week starts in a few precious hours and I feel like my weekend's been nonexistent. Yeah, we had a nice weekend away, but the weekend away comes off feeling more like a working weekend, though it's nice to share some insight with someone else with a vested interest. I don't feel recharged to come to the table tomorrow, but maybe that means I don't have to get into the groove, that I'm already here. And what it surely means is that come Friday, I'll be ready to get out of that groove and get into another.
I'm looking for a destination for this weekend. I've been gone enough lately on the weekends, or busy lately on the weekends, but I'll gladly take to the road Friday night for the right reasons. I just need a destination.