Now that I'm more awake....
I have a little under an hour before I go child mind. Gah....
What have I agreed to do? I'm hopeless!
Especially since I haven't gotten any hints.... (glare at all those people who're reading the previous entry too late)
Anyway, the previous week was Administrative Professionals Appreciation Week. But I didn't know that.
Really, I didn't.
Least of all that receptionists are covered under that vague umbrella.
Least of all that I'd get a card with all these cheery thank yous and supportive sayings from my coworkers, and then spent the next thirty minutes to an hour trying to figure out what in the world I'd gotten a card for. I am not used to formal appreciation at my job. Nor, really, at all. I can understand the occassional smile and thanks, and that's enough to get me floating on a high cloud for a while. My favorite reward is an honest smile. Not even directed at me! I want people to be happy, and if by my doing I can ease their lives even a little, and create that smile, it is the truest and greatest reward this one can ever know.
I swear my cheeks were red, though, and it wasn't from the make-up. I really haven't built coping skills to deal with such intensive attention to my 'side job'. It was a clear sign to me that I need to build said coping skills, otherwise I'm going to be thrown for a loop again next year. Must have been weird, though. Me with this appreciative but politely baffled expression on my face. I've seen in pictures before. Boy, it just screams 'naive'.
Aside from that... I'm going to go watch an episode of RK, (Rurouni Kenshin, Deb.) Then I'm going to bury my head in a pillow and scream frustration, and then a breif bit of musing over the absolutely gorgeous bald eagle that was perched in my neighbor's tree at about three pm, and how powerfully majestic it looked as it flew away. Then it's time to go over and see what I can do to keep a girl who's almost as big as I busy.
Oi. You let me down, folks. I am glaring at you. Glare, glare, glare. Just kidding. :D Love ya!
What have I agreed to do? I'm hopeless!
Especially since I haven't gotten any hints.... (glare at all those people who're reading the previous entry too late)
Anyway, the previous week was Administrative Professionals Appreciation Week. But I didn't know that.
Really, I didn't.
Least of all that receptionists are covered under that vague umbrella.
Least of all that I'd get a card with all these cheery thank yous and supportive sayings from my coworkers, and then spent the next thirty minutes to an hour trying to figure out what in the world I'd gotten a card for. I am not used to formal appreciation at my job. Nor, really, at all. I can understand the occassional smile and thanks, and that's enough to get me floating on a high cloud for a while. My favorite reward is an honest smile. Not even directed at me! I want people to be happy, and if by my doing I can ease their lives even a little, and create that smile, it is the truest and greatest reward this one can ever know.
I swear my cheeks were red, though, and it wasn't from the make-up. I really haven't built coping skills to deal with such intensive attention to my 'side job'. It was a clear sign to me that I need to build said coping skills, otherwise I'm going to be thrown for a loop again next year. Must have been weird, though. Me with this appreciative but politely baffled expression on my face. I've seen in pictures before. Boy, it just screams 'naive'.
Aside from that... I'm going to go watch an episode of RK, (Rurouni Kenshin, Deb.) Then I'm going to bury my head in a pillow and scream frustration, and then a breif bit of musing over the absolutely gorgeous bald eagle that was perched in my neighbor's tree at about three pm, and how powerfully majestic it looked as it flew away. Then it's time to go over and see what I can do to keep a girl who's almost as big as I busy.
Oi. You let me down, folks. I am glaring at you. Glare, glare, glare. Just kidding. :D Love ya!