Friday, April 16, 2010

Little Banker's Box

I am once again so freaking happy it's Friday I can barely stand it. The bummer part of this is that I actually have to go into work tomorrow for a 1/2 day training. In my plight to be positive, not even this can ruin that it's Friday.

This week as been tough, but in a different way that most of the other tough weeks I've had. This week was tough because I feel like I cannot get past the pettiness that has consumed my workplace. Whereas I used to be able to brush off my condescending boss' comments, now I can't. I'm not upset about it. I'm not hurt by it. I guess I'm just indifferent.

This indifference motivated me to look ahead. Yesterday, I pulled out a Banker's Box, shut my office door, and cleaned out my desk of all my personal "junk." Let's face it, when you spend more time at work than you do at home your personal things leave traces around the work place. The only thing I did not remove are pictures of my kids and a taped note on the inside of my overhead from my daughter. The note simply reads, "Have a good day." It's in purple crayon and might look like scribbles to anyone else, but to me it's a snapshot of her chasing me out of the house one busy morning to make sure she equipped me with a "good day." I just love that little girl...

Packing that box was one of the best feelings at work I had all week. I'm probably going to be here for a lot longer, but when the time comes I will pick up my box and easily walk out that door.


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