On my way to MA
I've just had one of those really hectic days at work that make me wonder why I'm doing this job. Then I remember that I like the pace, the challenges, and the change. There is so much to learn, so much to remember, so much that changes quarter-to-quarter and year-to-year. I like my clients, and some days (ok, rare days) I find that I don't dislike anyone I work with. Other days, however... well, I'm not going there, not right now.
As I'm typing this, I'm supposed to be packing. I'm taking a break, actually, after running errands, shopping for miscellaneous things you always need when travelling, and sorting through mails and bills that need to be paid before I leave.
Its a real pity that this time of year is so naturally busy and that my own profession by nature is hectic now, too. I've been contacted recently by friends I haven't heard from in months and I feel terrible because I don't have time to send them 'quality' responses.
Alas, time to run. This was really a non-post, I don't know why I bothered writing it, but still, its a journal, and I actually felt like writing.



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