And before you moms start snickering at me, let me explain.
And before I explain let me disclaim. I am not trying to complain. I love my job. I am very, very thankful to have my job. I am thankful to have wonderful people to work with and for. My employers strive for excellence. And integrity. And other good things.
But like a mom, I get weary of the many little things that are repetitive and the result of working around other human beings.
I’m supposed to be coming up with a list of the day-to-day things I do but I’m not getting it done very fast. I know what has to be done by the 1st, the 10th, the EOM (end of month), quarterly, annually and all of those things. But just as you get to the end of the day and can’t remember every little thing you did, neither can I.
A year and a half ago we moved into a new building. The office space is about 6 times bigger. There is an increased traffic of about 500%. I’m not exaggerating. I am a phleg/melancholy and we never exaggerate We are OCD about detail. (Okay, so maybe sometimes we exaggerate but not right now.) Now when you enter my office you can walk about freely without being in anyone’s space. Hence, it becomes a better place for subcontractors, salesmen, customers, family members, people looking for employment, people looking for the office supply store that used to be there, etc. to drop in.
Let me take a few minutes to show you the new digs. These pictures were taken at open house last summer. Since it was nicely tidied up, for a change. Sound familiar?
My desk area:
I actually giggled right after the cabinets were installed when I saw how much space I had! It looked smaller on paper, for some reason. But believe it or not, there are times when the surface seems covered with paperwork.
Some of the other offices.
The conference room:
I told them if they build me a kitchen I will cook for them, so the kitchen is a high-traffic area. Not that I cook that often, but there always food or drink to be had.
Cleaning time is 500% what the previous place was, due to increased traffic, Banana Muffin crumbs leading out of the kitchen, traces of powdered sugar on the floor from the Sweet Sixteen donuts, drips on the wall from where the soda can didn’t quite make it into recycle bin accurately, empty pitchers in the fridge because why I don’t know, greasy fingerprints on the chairs in the conference room which doubles as staff meeting room and lunch room.Then there are other things to keep life interesting, like open cabinet doors from a youngster who had to climb up on the chair to reach the cabinet and it’s hard to close the door without pushing yourself off of the cabinet, mopping the bathroom floor every other day, shaking your head in consternation because the kitchen towels are getting stained because someone is washing dirty hands there instead of the bathroom, trying to find time when no one is around to mop the floor so it can dry so it won’t get tracked up.
But anyway, you get the picture. So, if you are a stay-at-home mom and you think it must be nice to be able to leave the house every day and have a job/career, this is a reminder that every job has it’s less-than-rosy aspects.
But thankfully there are things that balance it out. Times of chatting with the rest of the employees every weekly meeting over a snack, chuckling at the cute things my co-worker’s daughter says as she entertains me, laughing over inside jokes that no one else would get, having another lady working in the building, extolling the virtues of Droid vs iphones with my boss’ son, hearing the co-workers delight in the food I make for them.
So now I’ll go bake some cookies to take along tomorrow. That way I’ll have something to do. Like sweeping up crumbs.