A figment of stress...

Apr 12, 2007 21:19

I've been 'going through' a stressful time at work.  Nothing horrible, just very busy and a few different things to juggle that I'm not adept at.  One of these things are my interpersonal relationships with our sales people.  I like them, I hate them, I help them, I get raked over the coals by them, I correct them, but I've digressed.

I was talking with a friend at work, actually I think since my wife has left my company N would be considered my 'work wife'.  I say 'going through' because N, who is very easy going.  He pointed out that stress is really the pressure I'm putting on myself.  I'm human and can only do so much so I just need to give myself a break.  (I now have this image of another friend, Careswen, wildly waving the Temperance tarot care at me.)

This logically makes sense to me, but at the same time N projects a real lack of concern for anything.  Now, I'm not trying to climb the corporate ladder but I like being known as competent and someone who can get things done.  N gets brushed off sometimes as a slacker.  Two fairly diverse modes of existence and I want to find something in between.  Being the list maker I am, I've listed my main priorities to kind of keep me working on the things that are most important generally.  I've been defining my role and other people around me, because this position like my last one was a newly created one.

Thankfully N's been kind of looking out for me, by suggesting we go out for lunch which prevents me from eating at my desk and trying to work.  He also jokes with me and reminds me to not be so serious.  I've established that casually with a couple of other people who seem to handle their stress well.  I, on the other hand, provide N with upbeat conversation since the other folks he works with are very negative and like to complain about work even when they aren't working.

I know there isn't an algorithm to get me through this.  Maybe I'll start noting which things 'stress' me more and see if there's a pattern.  Maybe I'll have to resume mini Tai Chi sessions during the day as a chance to slow down.  Maybe I'm addicted to the RUSH. 

work, mental whir

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