September 14, 2007 | Filed under: Because They Pay Me
All year, I’ve known about a project that would land on my desk and take over my life in spectacular fashion. It’s been pushed back twice — for good reason — and at the beginning of August its arrival was imminent. I have been working to clear other projects off my plate, in preparation for this one, but still, I knew that this wasn’t something I could prepare for, and that, despite my best efforts, there would come a day when everything would erupt.
Yesterday was that day.
At 10:00 last night I finally felt like enough of the pieces had been duct-taped back together into some semblance of order, but … it’s going to be a rocky couple of weeks until our first milestone. And then a rocky couple of weeks after that. And after that … well, I’m just not thinking that far out. But if I had to guess, it’ll be, um, bumpy to say the least.
It’s Friday today and yet I want nothing more than for there to be another day or two in my work week, because, wow, have I got a lot to do. And that? Is just sick and wrong.
But you know what will make me love you forever? When we’re making plans and I figure out that between your schedule and my schedule we’ve got about a 50-minute window in which to squeeze lunch before I have to get to another meeting where I am on the panel at the front of the room with a frickin’ nameplate in front of me and I’m already somewhat stressed about it, despite the fact that it’s days from now, and you write back saying, “Shall I see if I can get a reservation nearby?”
Yes, I really am that easy to please.
** Editor’s Note: I was not drinking beer at noon on Tuesday, nor even yesterday. In fact, I was in a meeting — you can verify this claim with my colleagues. But I’m beginning to wonder if it would help.
UPDATE: I just agreed to be the point person on a project, meaning I will have to coordinate and review a couple hundred documents from fifty staff. But first, I have to train those staff. In two weeks. Apparently I think I don’t need to sleep. Ever.
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Repeat after me:
September 14th, 2007 at 1:14 pm“I’d love to, but I can’t.”
“No, thank you”
“Seriously, No.”
“Which part don’t you get? The ‘N’ or the ‘O’?”
“By the Hammer of Thor, I SAID NO!”
I know, I know. Had it been a different project, I would have passed. But this is one of those Good For Your Career projects. And we all know my sanity comes second to my career.
September 14th, 2007 at 1:19 pmIf you want to outsource any of this work, I am available at a very reasonable rate.
September 14th, 2007 at 3:17 pmI do not miss the world you live in. I left it for a reason, and you remind me of that reason often. Thanx for that.
September 14th, 2007 at 6:07 pmMaybe since you’re in charge of this next project you could institute Tuesday noon beertime. You’d be everyone’s favorite point person.
September 17th, 2007 at 10:52 amSomehow, I knew you wouldn’t say no to the project, but I’d definitely say yes to a beer at noon! After a beer, anything is possible!
September 17th, 2007 at 9:56 pmP.S.
I SO don’t miss the fast lane! But I am so enjoying reading about it on your blog!
September 17th, 2007 at 9:59 pm