September's Here

And just like that....summer's almost over.
Somebody needs to let Mother Nature know, though.
We've had a pretty mild summer, so of course when September rolls around, it wants to be 90 degrees. Nice.

Work has been kicking my butt in that there's been lots of it. But I'm not complaining, that's what they pay me the big bucks for. Ha! I wish. But again, not complaining. On the work front, all is well so far. I mean, there's issues and frustrations from time to time, but nothing compared to how things were before for me, so I'm really not complaining. It's still not as bad as before, so I will gladly accept it. Some people in my department actually tease me because I seem so happy-go-lucky all the time. I'm all about participating in events and being a team player. How lame, ha ha. Such a 360 from the past. See what a big difference a healthy work environment makes? Geez, what a concept.

Speaking of participation, we have a "Day of Service" event coming up on Sept. 11th. They're busing us out to places around the community, where we are going to give a helping hands. There's different options; preparing food for the homeless, painting, gardening, cleaning, working at a pet shelter, etc. I'm (of course) participating and have my boss' blessing to do so. I always ask, but she has yet to say no. I think she enjoys to see me participate. There are a few old timers in my department and they're not about participating at all, though slowly but surely, I am breaking them down. I won't recruit for this event, since it's an all day event, and coverage can be a problem for some of them, but there's a Fall Fest later this week that I'm definitely dragging co-workers out to. Who doesn't enjoy being a part of an organization that shows its appreciation for their employees?

This weekend I am hosting a BBQ for members of my family I don't see too often. They've actually never been to my house, a fact that does not go unnoticed by some of them. I've been there almost 3 years, so I guess it's about time, ha. I'm just a very private person. My house is my haven, my sanctuary, and there are few people I'd enjoy invading my private space. Even my inlaws have only been over twice, one of those times uninvited, but I'll count it anyway.  Although, now that I think about it, I was in Mexico for two weeks last year, so who knows how many times they came over to visit my husband in my absence. Hope they enjoyed those visits. I digress, I'm having family come over and even though we're not as close as we were growing up, it's nice to see family, plus I enjoy seeing the kids. I always dread gatherings like this and afterwards always find myself questioning why, since I usually have a great time. Must be my social anxiety.

I'm trying to post more often, but the truth is, work keeps me pretty busy. This week, I've been staying late and getting home at 6:30-7pm. It's by choice, really. I think I do have some mild form of PTSD from my old job. I am obsessed with getting all my work done ASAP. I create lists for myself and keep track of everything, but I just have this crazy need to get it all done sooner, rather than later. I stress myself out trying to get things done at a rapid pace. This time, it's not because my boss is on my back about getting stuff done, I do it to myself. I even stay later than my boss does. It's my own doing, so when I get home late and don't have enough time to do the things I need to do around the house, I can't even blame work. It's my fault. Yes, there's lots to do, but most of the time, I have realistic deadlines, it's just me, rushing things, for whatever reason. I just have to work on that part a bit, because even though I don't mind staying late, it's not feasible to do it all the time, especially when it's not necessary and it's just due to self-imposed stress. I'll keep working on it.

I'll also work on posting more often, even if it's short entries. It's nice to go back and read what I was going through, so I'll try to write more.

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