worker bee

Logged in another 13-hour work day yesterday. It was satisfying to get so much done. Seriously, being single and having few responsibilities, I relish in being productive.

Perhaps working long hours is another rite of passage. To be a proud Bay Area professional, do we have to work yet longer?

I just know that work gives me a lot of satisfaction. It’s much better than some of the human relationships I have been in. At the same time, the most important aspect of work is the relationships w/other people.

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The issue of my inability to drill into assignments is still unresolved. I’ll just have to work smarter and find out.

doh!

Last night, at a city council meeting, my supervisor asked me to take notes. Of course, I jolt down everything. Then, in a rush to clear the room of all our presentation materials, the notes were left behind. The event surprised me, but it did happen after a 13-hour work day that went nonstop.

Of course, my supervisor was very disappointed, almost upset, when he couldn’t offer our architect a copy of my notes. This is just not the type of things one expects from a professional. I apologized and moved on. Sure, I probably could have been more careful, but I just was not.

Two years ago, I probably would have been stressed out by the missing notes, but now, I just accept it.

Being detail-oriented is my weak point in my professional career, and I am sure I will get there eventually. As always, I will try my best, and if that’s not good enough, so be it.

My work is very important to me, and I take it seriously. Still, I also believe in fate. Not fate as in I don’t have to do a damn thing to make things happen, but fate as in I accept the past in order to focus on the present to perform even better today.

the source of all the energy

It’s full circle, I finally found my way back to the simple joys of being a child. Zero expectations. Being completely open to new ideas and different perspectives is intuitive, but most of us bury our natural abilities under years of “experience”.

I was blindly following our popular culture’s belief that experience is meant to teach us something. Perhaps, but seldom can the past be a good indicator of the future because the variables constantly change.

The key is to have fun. By losing the burden of our years of living, we can connect with our true selves and find the answers within.

My vices are many, but they are all about simple joys. Dancing and anything that moves my body, making dinner for people I care about, communicating, appreciating everything and everyone, learning.

It’s different for everyone, but you’ll know what it is when you stop worrying. Worrying is the evil that destroys our spirit. It eats away our natural energy. People always ask me where I get all my energy? I hardly ever worry. Why worry when you can have fun? Just think about how you were as a kid. Or has it been so long since you acted silly?

So go out there, or stay in...just be yourself!