Something I have rediscovered, aside from how important it is to do my nails with fancy patterns and that Legos are fantastic, is how to cut my losses. I used to love pining. Oh gosh, it was like one of my favorite pastimes.
Not so much anymore.
At work during the day I'm trying to be super functional. Like. Thinking overtime. I never had to try so hard before, I was always under a deadline to ship something, so it was mandatory.
Strategy is very different. I'm not used to having to decide what's going to happen next, or even what should. Short-sighted I guess, but the work just continually came through and continually amounted to something rad and worth telling everyone about. I learned as I went along.
It's different now. I have to push myself to think around corners that I might not even have to turn. That's not bad, it's just. Different.
Night work isn't as constant as it was before but it's still what it is: real life. Politics and kissing ass don't play much of a role. Being good at what I do is still paramount. And I still love it, it still feeds me.
Last night I took my New York friend to the weekly. It was awesome and we stayed just long enough. Plus so much nice treatment, I tipped like a crazy heiress and still don't think I paid enough for my drinks.
This weekend is different. I'm having lunch with one of my old bosses and then working at a new party in Oakland. And on Sunday? Brunch with a dude I haven't seen in like 4 years, back when we used to work together.
Plus strategizing. Strategizing plenty.
Kay. Let's make it happen, captain.
Sweet dreams.
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