Never say never. We’ve all heard it before. I’m finding that my goals and plans are shifting. Not in a bad direction just one I hadn’t expected. I completed a degree and now find myself compelled to pursue a different interest. Luckily, it won’t require another degree but it will require some studying, work and sitting for a test. I’m up for it. I’m passionate about it.
This past year, I’ve led a project that could be described as a nightmare or a complete bear. As we know, when you’re on a project, you’re working with others. I’ve always known that I’m pretty analytical. That worked to my benefit. My manager told me that I’ve done a great job and thinks I’ll be great in the role that I plan to pursue.
Presently, I’m on medical leave. My doctor made it seem like I would be bedridden for the first two weeks. It wasn’t quite that bad but I knew I had to get things organized before my surgery. Reaching out the company that manages STD was easy. I woke up the morning after my surgery and had a voicemail telling me my leave was approved.
I also felt like the mom who was leaving her newborn with a babysitter for the first time in terms of how I probably over-documented what few things were left on my desk.
My last day of work I found out one of my old work buddies was having a similar surgery, on the same day, same hospital with the same doctor. I immediately, got her a card and placed it in my suitcase. I also asked my mom to hand deliver the card.
My mom’s birthday was a little over a week after my surgery. I gave her her present early. Mainly out of fear it wouldn’t meet her impossible requirements for a black purse. I’m serious. If you were to ever shop with her for a needed item, you would think she wants something that might not be created yet. She loved it. Well, she thought it was too expensive but I told her to not worry about it.
I also got a card and asked her neighbor if he would pick up a to-go order for my mom’s birthday and gave him the money. I was going to be staying at my mom’s and wasn’t cleared for driving.
In thinking about cards, I also got Valentine’s Day cards for all my people at once. I just got cleared to drive today, but I just thought I was going to be crawling around on all fours begging for pain meds.
I also cooked up food prior to my surgery and froze it and then dropped it off at my mom’s. This didn’t sit well with her. She felt that I was suggesting that she wasn’t capable of taking care of me. Or rather that she couldn’t cook. Not in the slightest, I knew that I was going to be a burden (she hated me saying that) and wanted to lighten the load.
A few days ago, she asked me when I became such a meticulous planner. The only things I typically planned before this were my menu for the week and vacations. I told her my most recent project. I told her it was insane. I told her if I didn’t analyze/plan I like, my name would have been mud. Especially since it hasn’t reached completion and they’ve already started on 2014…
That last sentence sounds bad but there are truly extenuating circumstances!