It’s that time of year when I walk out the door without a jacket
and am fine but coming home after work I wonder what I was thinking. I think I’m finally back in the habit of
grabbing something now on the way out, even if it’s not needed. And our new tree that the city planted out
front this year was a nice brilliant red.
I had to snap a picture on my way to work one morning.
My traveling has increased for work this year it seems but I still
squeeze in some personal trips. I made
it up to Vermont to visit dad and Barbro.
It was strange driving the route I’ve driven so many times over the years
by myself, with Nick now. I finally made
it to Scott’s farm’s annual apple tasting event. They grow hundreds of varieties of heirloom
apples and have a nice Sunday morning talk about some of the apples, passing
plates with slices of apples amongst the audience for tasting. It’s like a wine tasting but with
apples.
A coworker of mine, Wayne, is an
apple enthusiast and goes annually so it was nice to be able to meet up with
him finally. Also, dad and Barbro had
some friends visiting the same weekend so it was a packed weekend of seeing the
sites and hiking through the woods.
Still managed to get in a few card games with dad. I held my own with Jungle Board but lost out
on Rummy 500, but not as badly as I usually do.
I rewrote a post from earlier this month three times and it still
didn’t make it up. I was doing it on my
phone and every time I put my phone down and it locked up it cleared the
draft. Here’s the super abridged version:
Last week I was traveling down to NYC office. The Acela train was having power issues so
had to fly through LaGuardia. I started
to second guess the time I had allotted myself to make the flight and rushed
out the door sans breakfast/make-up and randomly throwing stuff into the
suitcase. It all worked out, found one
of the last parking spots, security was light and there was even a make-up
mirror in the bathroom. I was strongly
aware that I was flying to NYC as I queued up for boarding. It was me, about 50 dark suits and this one
random guy in tourist get-up. They even
had a set-up for you to grab a breakfast bag (bagels, etc) and a paper (I chose
NYTimes over Wall Street Journal). I
felt very corporate in my get up, in amongst the rest of the suits.
On the flight back, I got to trump some of the suits and even
though I was the last one to the gate for an earlier flight, I trumped the
other 3 suits to grab the last stand-by seat.
I think it’s because of my sky mileage. I still think it’s strange flying to NYC
since the entire flight lasts only about 15-20 minutes. You ascend and straightaway start to descend. It was a good visit - NYC still hasn’t gotten
old for me yet. Such a unique city with the
tall buildings and the busy busy energy in the streets. Very different than the California visit.
I’m at that stage of transition with work. I’ve managed staff before but am shifting to
the next role up which means work has gotten even busier - taking on more
responsibilities but not being able to properly delegate the more senior work. I’ve been looking for new staff, but it’s
hard to find the right person. In the
meantime, I’ve been working on developing the skills of my current crew. Today I sat in on a conference call and
instead of leading it had the engineer lead it all. I sat there silently and bit my tongue. It was challenging and I realize I do love to
talk, but worth it since he did a good job and it builds the skill so I’m no
longer needed to attend. And then this
afternoon I was proud that ?? I started
writing this a few weeks ago and now can’t remember the rest of that
sentence. Another good reason to post
more frequently. I do feel like I’m
getting over the hump of just focusing on the fact I have too much work and working
on how to change it. The secret being
that it’s on me. I’m senior enough that I
don’t have a boss to go to and say I can’t take on x project, etc. It’s my responsibility to figure it all out
and work out a solution, not just for me, but for my staff and the company as a
whole. So when it gets hectic, I focus
on my zen epiphanies and when that doesn’t work I think about my latest home
project that has nothing to do with work worries. I was talking with a coworker and she said
that she runs to deal with work stress and couldn’t believe I didn’t have a
stress reliever. I couldn’t think of one
then, but I think that’s what it is. I’ve
always been a nester. I could stay at
home for weeks on end and not have cabin fever.
I love having my little projects and working away on stuff, even if it’s
just organizing the pantry. BTW, did
that other day and have a small pile of food that is near or past it’s date
that I need to cook with soon. Half of
it is some form of baking chocolate (bittersweet, unsweetend, semi-sweet chips,
cocoa powder). I think I need to do some
baking!
Oh, and on a final note, I ran errands this morning. At CVS I found that the cheap mouth guard you
buy over the counter is $40… on sale. I’m
waiting a little while to get acclimated to the price. Also, my car was making noises from the
Vermont trip so dropped it off this morning at the mechanic and found out it had
something rusted out and so the brake pads were worn out as a result. Big price tag to fix it. And this just after I deposited a nice big
check from work (all reimbursable expenses, so it was just getting my money
back). So I felt rich for a moment and
now I’m back to feeling poor. The ups
and downs of life!
1 comment:
I adore the names of heirloom apples. Some of them go back to the Elizabethan era and before.
There was an orchard out on NY22 that had a number of heirlooms.
We'd stop with friends and get lovely information about the oldies, their names, what they looked like, what they were best for, etc. Such fun to see so many different looking apples. There was a much broader range of color than in the grocery store.
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