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Still Alive. Mostly.
Nov. 13th, 2007 03:15 pmThanks to everyone who sent cheering thoughts and healthy vibes. Discovery; strawberry-flavored lozenges are so much better than cherry. Ugh. I blame my dislike of cherry-flavored anything on cold meds when I was a kid, because, ugh.
I have spent the past two days alternating between bed and sofa, with a brief foray out to the office this morning to take care of the things that had to be done there. I still sound like Lauren Bacall, but now I have sneezing, too. Tea and soup are the order of the day. Interestingly enough, I feel better when I'm upright and doing things than when I'm trying to lay down. This probably says much about me.
Also, I woke up this morning to Boomer stretched out along my side, his chin resting on my shoulder, looking at me with a look that might have been adoration. Or "are you dead yet, can we eat you?" Either was possible.
Massive amounts of small things being taken care of. Large things still loom, but I have given myself permission to ignore them until Saturday. Monday looks to be...insane. In, hopefully, a good way.
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Random thoughts:
I watched the 60 Minutes segment on Millennial kids, and how companies can keep these uber-self-assured, self-centered new workers happy and productive. Basically, by agreeing with them that personal issues come before work, and they are more important than the company.
I have sympathy, I do. And we all know the pendulum swings the other way, toward work-obsession, no-life, far more often than not. But isn't there a happy medium?
( a small rant about How It Was, Once, for a Brief Shining Moment )
Maybe the pendulum is starting to swing back a bit. I hope so. I honestly believe that the only way to get the best work out of someone is to make them feel that they are valued for that work, even if the work itself may not seem important to anyone else. Is it that difficult, to be a decent manager, and a decent employee? Even after being on both sides of the equation, I still don't know.
I have spent the past two days alternating between bed and sofa, with a brief foray out to the office this morning to take care of the things that had to be done there. I still sound like Lauren Bacall, but now I have sneezing, too. Tea and soup are the order of the day. Interestingly enough, I feel better when I'm upright and doing things than when I'm trying to lay down. This probably says much about me.
Also, I woke up this morning to Boomer stretched out along my side, his chin resting on my shoulder, looking at me with a look that might have been adoration. Or "are you dead yet, can we eat you?" Either was possible.
Massive amounts of small things being taken care of. Large things still loom, but I have given myself permission to ignore them until Saturday. Monday looks to be...insane. In, hopefully, a good way.
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Random thoughts:
I watched the 60 Minutes segment on Millennial kids, and how companies can keep these uber-self-assured, self-centered new workers happy and productive. Basically, by agreeing with them that personal issues come before work, and they are more important than the company.
I have sympathy, I do. And we all know the pendulum swings the other way, toward work-obsession, no-life, far more often than not. But isn't there a happy medium?
( a small rant about How It Was, Once, for a Brief Shining Moment )
Maybe the pendulum is starting to swing back a bit. I hope so. I honestly believe that the only way to get the best work out of someone is to make them feel that they are valued for that work, even if the work itself may not seem important to anyone else. Is it that difficult, to be a decent manager, and a decent employee? Even after being on both sides of the equation, I still don't know.
