Setting Limits

One needs to set limits. On the time one spends doing stuff (who needs to clean every seam in the floor with a toothbrush after all?), on the effort put into things that don't really matter in the grand scheme of things (if there is a grand scheme but that's a whole other topic), and on the way work intrudes into what passes for a life.

You know, I've said it before I don't really have a life thanks to work and well, work. But it has gotten out of hand. Working from home does not mean that folks can call me 24/7 or drop by outside of office hours to discuss well, work.

And yet they do.

Most will tell you that I am high-strung, intense, even fierce in my emotions. Everything is right there, what you see is what you get. So as you might imagine I am all tied up in knots since I spent a full 8 hour day yesterday at a training session and then have spent a huge chunk of today dealing with the fallout because somebody didn't like something they heard at the thing.

This is of course on top of a week of 12 hour+ days. Oh yeah, and then there's school to deal with.

Thank God I had an interview that went well on Wednesday. To anyone who reads this, please think good thoughts and say a prayer that I can get this great new job - it is perfect and exactly what I wanted to do with this MBA.

If not I'm going to next be looking to set limits on drinking....

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