It has been nine days since I have been at work. That translates into nine days with my family; nine days of focusing on us; home; vacation; and all the matters of personal importance. We had fun, we laughed, we shared time with extended family, we did chores, we completed small projects, we school shopped, we read books, we traveled, we saw whales and seals and deer and fox and hawks and shore birds and bridges and beaches, and today we printed out some pictures to go over it all again.
I am determined to post pictures, to work on my scrapbook and to do so in a timely fashion ... but for now, it is Sunday night and I go to work tomorrow. Back to the stress, the crunch, the pressure the numbers, the people who don't quite get it. What don't they get? They don't get the fact that this is not what defines me. Not anymore. I am not my job, I am not my title ... my life is not about all of that. "That" is just my job, and I do it to the best of my ability, and starting now ... that is all it is because I am not going to let it consume me anymore. Period. THE END.

Posted by sunybank at August 27, 2007 03:38 AM