After a really nice weekend and dreams of the Power of Good, I had high expectations for this Monday. And then I drove to work. I was greeted by the front door with a trail of trash. This was the same trash that I saw last Monday and decided to see how long it would take for someone to pick up. Well after a full week, I decided it was my job. To me, this is one of the little things that makes a difference. This is the entrance to the business and it should not look like a garbage dump. Well that set the tone of my day. I feel like those around me don't care. They settle for average when greatness is in their grasp. This infuriates me and is a source of great frustration with my job. Down the slope I went after an exhilarating upward climb this weekend.
I stopped by to see Kenda to drop off a check for Mark and ended up having a breakdown. Out came all my feelings of frustration, dreams of my own venture and self doubt. Kenda listened to every word, offered encouragement and made me feel so much better. Wheeeeeee...I am on the upward climb again. Then it was back to work. Down I go. I stayed late after most of the staff had left to get my quotes and paperwork completed. Two of my co-workers stopped me in the parking lot to tell me how much they appreciate me. It was exactly what I needed to hear and totally unexpected. Here we go again...wheeeee. When I got home I cooked some pasta, warmed up the Italian sausage in tomato sauce I made last week for Mike, assembled a tomato, onion and olive salad, toasted bread and poured a nice big glass of wine. Then I sat down in the living room to revel in my time alone. No roommate...only me, Maddie, my wine and pasta. Yum. What a wild ride.
Did I mention I hate roller coasters?
Many hugs and upward climbs,
Kathy
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