Thursday, November 12, 2009

work in progress

Hellish week at work. Nothing out of the ordinary. The usual 11th hour comments, impossible deadlines, hours upon hours of hurry up and wait.

Last night, as I loosened the straps on my heels, looked over the dinner order menu and settled in for another late one, a sudden realization made it all the more bearable.

I have 20 more days of work. TWENTY.

20 more times do I have to wake up in the morning and immediately check for email on my blackberry. 20 more lunch breaks. 20 more days spent with a laptop in my lap. 20 more non-committal evenings (you can’t make advance plans in this industry, it’s too unpredictable).

Don’t get me wrong, I am a big fan of my job. I think I am incredibly lucky to do what I do for a living. But I think I am even luckier to just do the living part for a while ☺

1 comment:

  1. Ummmmmm, excuse me madamoiselle, but you seem to have left out a VERY important detail from your splendid itinerary. I believe on February 17 you are supposed to have a dance and song accompanied by merriment and a plethora of pomp and circumstance for my BIRTHDAY! Thank you, that is all.