It is just before 2:00 p.m. and I'm sitting in my office at work, desperately in need of a nap. I've just hit a brick wall. My eyes hurt from the glare of fluorescent lights, my brain is buzzing from information overload. I'm so distracted by all of the tasks ahead of me that I am not even aware of any of the sounds or smells around me. It is so hard to be in the moment here. And it is for this very reason that I have such a love/hate relationship with office days.
I hate the commute. An hour each way in heavy traffic and turnpike construction. Today I stopped for gas. $3.65 a gallon. Up ten cents from two days ago, up thirty cents from last week. Sheesh.
I love the people I work with. Good-hearted, hard-working, goal-oriented folks, who also know how to laugh and have fun while being productive.
I hate the morning rush, the disruption to my normal routine, the lack of time for journaling or meditation.
I love the collaboration. I feel useful, grown-up, maybe even necessary when I'm here.
I hate the meeting, break, meeting, lunch, meeting pace of the day. It is simply exhausting. So much so that by the end of the last meeting I'm fried. 2:00 p.m. has come and gone. It's time to power down the computer and head home. I can finish my work day there.
I have three office days this week. I hope I survive.
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