I felt so overwhelmed this morning. Most days, work is calm and quiet but today was quite the ride. I work at the Theater department for my university and once in a while, things get a little hectic. Today just happened to be one of those days. I had one professor ask me to print him copies of his syllabus, I had another ask me to scan them a play and email it to them, I had a student ask me for paper and my coworker gave me a hundred copies to shred. While this all sounds easy and harmless (it really isn't too too bad), the printer is slow, the paper was hidden and the shredder only takes like.. THREE papers at a time. All this happened within ten minutes and I began to feel frustrated and overwhelmed. What really pushed me to the edge was the fact that they were all staring at me to finish what they had asked me to do.Yeah go ahead, stare me down, It'll only make me mess up and start all over. I felt so rushed and disorganized. What was a fifteen minute thunderstorm felt like hours and hours. Like everything else, it passed and my heart went back to its normal rate (after they left of course). I seriously love where I work and quite frankly, I appreciate days like these because in a way they allow me to see just how well I can tackle several tasks at a time.
With love,
Martha Pina
Martha, nice! Beautiful blog. I love your colors. I also love that you created an About Me section. This is my golden line in your first post: "What was a fifteen minute thunderstorm felt like hours and hours." I like the comparison of the workload and circumstance to a thunderstorm and how you used the parenthesis to give little asides. <3
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