Tagged: thedayjob

20
Aug
2014

GOTCHA

Turning 50 is weird. I don’t FEEL like I’m fifty. I feel more like 35. 37, maybe. Max. Maybe younger, some days. On Monday, my boss sent me an email informing me that she had scheduled me for 1 hour today to train our newest team member, who started last week. “Can you please go over guidelines, logo, brand, templates, etc.?” she asked. I replied in the affirmative, no problem, since this kind of training is part of what I do. But jetlag the last couple of days has been kicking my butt, so I was really tired at lunchtime...

25
Nov
2013

THESE ARE THE DAYS

Every day when I come into work, one of my colleagues greets me and then says what day it is. I don’t know if this is a Swedish thing, but I find it very strange. EVERY DAY. I suspect he is saying it for confirmation because he must understand that I KNOW what day it is. So, in case you weren’t aware or don’t have access to a calendar or are on vacation and not paying attention: today is Monday. One of my other colleagues is gone on a business trip this week, so we’re short one person, which means...

11
Nov
2013

WAHOOO!!

Guess what!! They just opened up a new floor in our wing of the building I moved to at work 2.5 years ago, and some of the people from our department moved downstairs. Which frees up a bunch of space on our floor, which is great, because we have been really crammed, and struggling to find desks for everyone, and there have been lots of terrible, though creative, attempts to make room or find space or squash too many people into too small areas in order to give people a place to work, and it’s been kind of a drag....

21
Jun
2013

UPDATEY

First day of a 3-week vacation and my brain wakes me up before 7 am. WTF brain? Couldn’t get back to sleep no matter what I tried so here I am to talk at you. Just realized that I haven’t posted for ages. I’m a little tired of how time flies, wish it would slow down just a bit. I worked until nearly 9 pm last night, long after the last warriors had fallen, the day before the midsummer holiday. Because I was on a training trip to Germany on Wednesday, I lost a day of getting things done that...

26
May
2013

IN THE CITY OF LIONS*

I’ve always considered myself to be somewhat of a traveler, but I never really considered myself a WORLD-traveler because so many of the major continents have been excluded from my reach…I’ve been all over the United States, of course, thanks to an military-brat upbringing and a road-trip-filled childhood, and we covered Europe rather extensively, at least western Europe, in our 6-year stint abroad when I was a teenager, which actually included a day-trip to Morocco, though I don’t think that’s enough to really count Africa in my checklist. Altogether I’ve been to 24 countries (that’s a lot of silver charms...

31
Mar
2013

TAP TAP …IS THIS THING ON?

That lasted longer than I planned or liked, but it felt necessary. And to be honest, one of the major reasons for the break was that I felt like my head was crammed full of work with no time or room for anything else, and that is STILL the case, but I can’t keep radio silence anymore. I MISS this place. And if I don’t start now, I may never be able to get started so … Karin is in Dallas. She’s been there for a week playing soccer and having the time of her life in the sunshine, despite...

21
Feb
2013

SLEEPLESS IN SOUTHERN EUROPE

What a crazy week. Do you know what word I realized this week I over-use? Crazy. Reflection on my life much? Heh. Landed in Madrid on Sunday night and had no problems getting to the hotel or the office and the trainings went really well, but the flight plan didn’t. Iberia Airlines went on strike and our flight from Madrid (actually we were in Tres Cantos which is on the outskirts of the city) to Turin on Tuesday was cancelled. We ended up having to stay an extra night and take the red-eye Wednesday morning to Italy via Munich instead....

13
Feb
2013

SIZZLE AND SIGH

Feeling the burn, but not the one I should be. More the burn of going down in flames. The searing sound of burn-out headed my way if I don’t look out, brake hard, turn this bus around. Teenage drama at home is definitely not helping matters. Heavy sigh Paris was a whirlwind one-day zoom in and out of the office. Which is actually in Antony, which is quite some ways from Paris itself, so I never had a glimpse of anything remotely Parisian, though there WERE macarons in the airport, which I restrained from. The plane was delayed an hour...

05
Feb
2013

SWIFT KICK IN THE BUTT

Work, sleep, work, sleep, work, sleep, work. Hmmm, I think I might be in a rut. It’s not the first time, and I’m pretty sure it won’t be the last, but I need to find a way to start climbing out of it. I could do something drastic, but I’m not really the drastic type. Although, come to think of it, maybe trying ON drastic would be a sure-fire way to leap, arms akimbo, from the bottom of this gorge. It’s not THAT deep…yet. Drastic things: quit my job, leave my family, move, shave my head oooh, far too drastic....

09
Sep
2012

UP & OVER & BACK AGAIN

There that pesky rascal Tme and his buddy Real-Life went, skipping along hand in hand and dragging me with them willy-nilly! So much for my good intentions. I flew back over the Atlantic last night, landing in darkened, quiet Reykjavik for a midnight layover and then soaring into Copenhagen just ahead of the rising sun at 6 a.m. this morning. My flights went perfectly smoothly which is always a plus and I read until my eyes blurred, dozed for a couple of hours and listened to my Spotify playlist all the way home. My key was nowhere to be found...

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