Tag: work

  • June the 5th

    June the 5th

    I realized halfway through today that I was off work on Friday. And on Monday! For the first time in ages, I’ve planned a conference that is about being a well person. Technically it is work related, and I’ll get credit, but I expect to see a few familiar faces and others who I feel…

  • White nights and grey days

    I couldn’t sleep at all last night. I went to bed at my regular time, the usual tired, nothing much to suggest it was going to be one of the ones I dread. Every now and then, often for no reason, I’ll catch myself staring at the ceiling for hours, tired but unable to drift…

  • Family Friday

    Family Friday

    Friday, June 1st. Today was a wonderful day. Maybe it was the caffeine, or maybe it was a sense of accomplishment guiding me through my day. For once, it felt like I was in a flow state, where everything went smoothly. I thought I’d be late between places, but instead, I had plenty of time.…

  • Breaking bad

    Breaking bad

    What words do you say? The day you tell them they’re broken? Watching as their face Falls Collapsing into lines of sorrow As their dreams Blow away on the breeze How can you cushion The body blows? Soften the harshness Of a lifetime sentence? Is there a way to be kind As you cut out…

  • Épuisé

    Épuisé

    Some days I feel old, Exhausted and burnt out Wondering about life And full of self doubt When I slog though my day Fueled with caffeine and nerves I wonder what I did wrong If anything, to deserve Days of anxiety Nights so full of regret Thoughts about those I may have upset Worries of…

  • Completion

    Completion

    A complete day Is one Where your answers Come as a surprise Where you realize You enjoy The every day As a toy The same thing you do For work Becomes fun And those whom you serve Are a source of joy Not a drain It’s a pleasure To use My hands for their strength…

  • Legally blonde and privilege

    Legally blonde and privilege

    How did Friday creep up so fast? Maybe it was all the work, or maybe the children. Or maybe now that I’m older, the days are flying by the way my grandma warned me they would. I ran through my day with hardly time to drink my coffee, then skidded into home just in time…

  • The disappearing weekend

    The disappearing weekend

    That awkward moment when you realize that your entire weekend is gone. Even though it was an extra day, it disappeared as fast as the regular two day affair. As I lay in bed pondering where my time has gone, I realize that the one thing that I lack right now is more time. I…

  • Rocky Mountain Dreaming

    Rocky Mountain Dreaming

    It was a Saturday without complication. The crisp pine scented air filled my lungs with hope, and the bright sun lit up the mountains with glory. While I had work to do, my spirits felt lighter than they have for awhile, even through the phones calls and classes that took my morning and afternoon. I…

  • Long weekend blues

    Long weekend blues

    The first long weekend of the summer season is finally here. I’m feeling the weight of responsibility like a lodestone around my neck. Too many goodbyes this week, too many sorrowful surprises. My well is dry and needs a chance to be replenished, but alas, it’s not yet my chance. I’m on call until next…