So all work has drama. My last job had tons and I was smack dab in the middle of it and it really drained me. This job I’ve been able to position myself differently. Even so, where I am, it is unavoidable without going into any detail. Sorry for being cryptic – but it’s the usual work stuff, just don’t want to air it here and the point is less the issues but how I’ve found I’ve changed. Yesterday I had a tiring morning and was finding myself getting worked up in frustration. My patience was low and therefore I was starting to fall into old habits again. And you know what I did. I took my lunch and book and walked down to Pigeon Poop park a few blocks away and had a pleasant lunch fully engrossed in the second book in the Millennium series. Usually I either have lunch at my desk or go out and run errands or meet up with someone for lunch. But never just lunch on my own. It was wonderful. It was the first day in the 80s for a long time. Everyone was out and about. I was wearing my new dress I had bought last weekend in NY from Emilia’s used clothing store. The sun, the breeze, the book. It was wonderful – great refreshing energy in the air. And it even had a touch of nostalgia. The park is outside the old office building I used to work out a few years back. And the popular hanging-out place for the bike messengers. There’s been a big turn-over but I was surprised to see I still saw a few I recognized. And you know what, within in moments, all the craziness slipped away and before I knew it the hour had sped by and I had forgotten all about work.
And the afternoon was great and productive and the way it should be. So there you have it. I’m able to let go more now. I’m still involved and working on solving the problems, but now I feel even more capable as I’m not weighed down by the angst of it all. Or if I see that I am, I’m able to self-correct some.
Today I had lunch with Noah. My pseudo little brother. He’s actually younger than my real younger brother but they did both go to the same school. Anyways he’s about to move (grad school – Duke). The time has finally arrived and he has two weeks left. So we had a last minute scheduled lunch today. Enjoying lunch in the Boston common in the sun. He had some family drama this week which just makes me appreciate the security my family provides even more. Anyways, we were both lamenting how our other friends have all dropped out of the social circle (we all used to work together). You see, we’re north side (i.e. Cambridge side) and they’re south side (i.e. Jamaica Plain – Boston). And we don’t work together anymore so after work get togethers are a thing of the past. Long story short. We left with plans tonight, laughing on our walk back to our offices about how that sounded:
“I had lunch with a boy today and we shared some homemade gourmet pizza. And then I’m seeing him later tonight for dinner and a movie. We’re going to go to this gourmet pizza place and then we’re going to see Date Night.”
And to be honest, I’d rather hang out with him than rally for a real date night. Still, I need to get back into the mix of things again. Next month. Tomorrow is the first time in a very long time that I finally have a Saturday morning where I’m not rushing off to visit someone for the weekend or running around prepping my place for visitors. And can I add, I’ve worn my new pair of jeans four out of the five days this week – the other day being the new dress. I love them, so comfy. Which leaves me to conclude that I’m thankful of my progress dealing with work(cognitive behavior rules), stability my family provides, active friendships, and for a comfortable pair of jeans finally. Oh and random art in empty storefront windows downtown (same work of art from two different angles).
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