worky worky
Last night I was a little glum because I'd decided I had to go in to work after lifting. I'd wasted time, I told myself, and had to make it up, like making up class assignments or shifts at the Burger Buddy. So, dutiful little me that I am, I packed myself into the car and shipped out to Lexington at 10 PM.
The first thing that struck me was how peaceful it was with nobody on the roads. There was one stretch where I was completely alone, just me and the trees, and I found that I was much calmer and less pissy than I had been ten minutes before. When I got in to work, I popped an old CD into the player (thanks, K), propped my feet up on the CPU, and remembered that there are a lot of things I love about my job.
It was great. With nobody around to be noisy and annoying, I had no difficulty at all doing all the things I'd been putting off all day. I even enjoyed it. It struck me what a terrible idea cubicles are; all day, all I hear is other people blabbing about crap that has no bearing on my work. It's just distracting, in this offhand constant-annoyance kind of way. But, alone, I can expand to fill my space. I can do my work in my own time.
It struck me that for a long time, because of layoffs and reorgs, my cube was alone in a little puddle of empties. The only people who spoke with me all day were either on the phone or coming to seek me out specifically (which I don't mind at all). And, it was great! No mental interference, nothing. But then, they started filling in the space around me, and, I swear to god, I felt like my head was shrinking.
So, last night, I got a lot of work done, which is good in its own right. The best part of it all, though, was waking up this morning and feeling absolutely none of that bizarre mixture of dread, resentment, and duty that usually gets me to work on time. Instead, I drove to work, thinking, "yeah, this is exactly where I should be, right now." Very calm and centered.
I'm not quitting yet, I just need a really good set of headphones.
The first thing that struck me was how peaceful it was with nobody on the roads. There was one stretch where I was completely alone, just me and the trees, and I found that I was much calmer and less pissy than I had been ten minutes before. When I got in to work, I popped an old CD into the player (thanks, K), propped my feet up on the CPU, and remembered that there are a lot of things I love about my job.
It was great. With nobody around to be noisy and annoying, I had no difficulty at all doing all the things I'd been putting off all day. I even enjoyed it. It struck me what a terrible idea cubicles are; all day, all I hear is other people blabbing about crap that has no bearing on my work. It's just distracting, in this offhand constant-annoyance kind of way. But, alone, I can expand to fill my space. I can do my work in my own time.
It struck me that for a long time, because of layoffs and reorgs, my cube was alone in a little puddle of empties. The only people who spoke with me all day were either on the phone or coming to seek me out specifically (which I don't mind at all). And, it was great! No mental interference, nothing. But then, they started filling in the space around me, and, I swear to god, I felt like my head was shrinking.
So, last night, I got a lot of work done, which is good in its own right. The best part of it all, though, was waking up this morning and feeling absolutely none of that bizarre mixture of dread, resentment, and duty that usually gets me to work on time. Instead, I drove to work, thinking, "yeah, this is exactly where I should be, right now." Very calm and centered.
I'm not quitting yet, I just need a really good set of headphones.