A friend shared her Being Lived experience with the self-help group not too long ago. One of the activities has to do with visualizing what you want and where you want to be as an aid in getting you there. So we cut up a bunch of magazines and glued our finding on paper.
Its pretty interesting what ends up on the paper in the end. I made 2 8 1/2″ x 11″ collages which basically scream out what’s on my mind.
Need for a way more challenging job, travel, creativity, learning, being proactive…
I made a larger collage to hang in my office in the empty space above my drafting table. Same themes.
Unfortunately in the last 24 hours it feels like someone has shaken up the snow globe and the pieces of paper are just floating around and I have no clue which way is up.
I have been at job 11 for a little over a month and the 2 ugliest words were uttered from the higher ups today, “re org.” We knew that it was coming. Our Deputy Director announced that he was retiring before the New Year. Anyways, I slept poorly last night (I was in a funk, non-work related) then I overslept this morning and had to drink my coffee at work instead of in the comfort of my own home, then the division directors have a meeting this morning, then after lunch we have a section meeting. No announcement about who will be in charge. Mearly an announcement that our office is being dissolved. GONE. Everyone will be moved. My division will become part of another office. Well, not my whole division. Everyone BUT my group. They don’t know where we are going. Maybe not for a week or two.
So, job #12 will be coming a little sooner than I thought. Hopefully everything job-wise will settle out by early January. As long as the direct deposit is still moving money into my account on the 1st of every month I will be ok for a bit.
As for my other funk… I hung out with my friend Megan last night and talked about a lot of things and I was once again reminded that I have become totally lame. Since when did responsibility = lame? We chatted about old times and staying out late and travelling. I do none of this anymore. There must be a happy medium somewhere between responsibility and complete irresponsibility. Anywhere but lame.
For now, I suppose I will get some sleep. Tomorrow I will get out my glue stick and start to reassemble the pieces.