This week’s been rather busy. Consultants, conference calls and urgent meetings to resolve various issues. Today I stopped for a late lunch. Sometimes you just gotta step back and take stock, let your mind settle and give your brain time to cool off.
As I looked out of the window and out towards the greenery outside – well, as much as there can be on a cold winter’s day (hence the song lyric) – and I was reminded of my late Grandad (a keen gardener). No, this isn’t a death thing, if your mind’s jumping that way. Moreover I was reminded what my Grandad did for a living when he was my age… and how it’s pretty much been surpassed with the next wave of technology and so on.
I had a smile to myself thinking that for all the flapping and running around that I – and the team for that matter do – in years to come, it’ll all be just history and if I’m honest, probably quite irrelevant in the big swing of things. I didn’t find this a depressing thought, no far from it, I found the whole thing rather amusing. Here I am beaving away like no tomorrow when really, will tomorrow care? 🙂
Returning to the fray after the speed lunch (no, not a lunch of ‘speed’, that would be a bit dodgy at work [wink]) I found the whole mass panic easier to deal with. Sure, you do your best because that’s what you’re paid to do, but take it to heart? Nah, you don’t pay me enough to lose sleep over it. 🙂
[ Today’s lyric: Hazy Shade of Winter by Simon and Garfunkel… or The Bangles… or Bodyjar… whoever they are 😉 ]