Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Hitting The Wall

It finally happened. Today I hit the wall.

I dragged myself into work a bit late this morning and I feel like death. I had zero energy. Making my tea seemed like a strenuous activity. Too many late nights burning the midnight oil has finally taken it's toll.

It's been an extremely busy month at the office and I've been trying so hard to delegate to others (and I have) but I still can't seem to keep on top of things. There just doesn't seem to be enough hours in the day.

Sitting at my desk, trying to focus on the screen in front of me I admitted to myself that I just was not going to be able to work late tonight. My body was telling me no.

Instead I had the joy of walking home in the daylight this evening as I left the office at 6 instead of my regular 9:00, or 9:15 or 9:52 of the past few weeks. I just wish I had the energy to enjoy this. It took all I had in me not to crawl straight into bed once I walked through the door.

But it's not been all doom and gloom, far from it. I work with an excellent group of people and they try to rid me of my North American workaholic tendencies. I keep joking that if I had an actual social life I wouldn't be putting in the late nights but I don't think they believe me.

We had a visitor from one of the south England offices in to do a bit of training yesterday and I had the honour of treating him & my team to dinner. Afterwards I gave him a small tour of this city I now call home.

It really is a great city. Walking around at night showing off all the sights I was excited to discover when I first got here. It was fun in a lame geeky kind of way.

I do love it here and I am enjoying my job. I think I just need a bit more training on the management side of things and some help in how to better organize all the tasks I have at hand. But it will come with time. I have to keep reminding myself I've only been at it a few months.

1 comment:

John Taylor said...

Things will get better - you've hardly scratched the surface as far as your time there - For me, when things start getting crazy at work, I stop and calculate how many lives depend on what I'm doing and then adjust my frame of mind accordingly.

And remember, no matter how long the train is, the locomotive could pull only one car at a time to get them all rolling.