You know that feeling, when you try to make a joke, and no one laughs or even acknowledges you said something?
That is what I feel like everyday at work.
My job is killing any confidence I used to have – both regarding my personality and my intelligence.
The truthful reason I couldn’t sleep Saturday night is not because I was so excited about seeing the Star Wars exhibit (although it was a lot of fun!), but because I am so, so stressed out about the amount of work I have to do.
I avoided the “thinking about work at home” thing for a long time. On purpose. I still wanted to enjoy my life when I got home, no matter how late that be.
But I woke up at 4:00 am on Sunday morning because I was stressed out about completing a cost estimate before the end of the week. So I got up and worked on it for a couple of hours before going back to bed.
I hope this doesn’t become habitual.
I’ve been feeling really self-conscious about my age at work lately. None of my coworkers have done anything to make me feel this way, but as my responsibility in the firm increases, I become more aware of my young age and little experience.
My main concern is meeting with clients. I can look and act knowledgeable, trustworthy, and composed, but I wonder if our clients ever think, “Isn’t she a bit young?”
Of course, my fear is of unconsciously making my firm appear bad.
Steven probably gave me the best advice when he said (more or less), “Don’t think about your age too much, because then it will start to affect you.”
I wish every week was only a three-day work week.
Steven and I planned our honeymoon for the week before Thanksgiving, thinking we were being thoughtful by not taking it between Thanksgiving and New Year’s when everyone else normally takes time off.
But it turns out my office has a ton of work to do and not enough people to do it. And I am one of the only people with clearance for some our government jobs. And I am going to be gone for a week. Oops.
I love being super busy at work. The time just flies by, and you feel like you have gotten so much done at the end of the day because you can’t remember the last time you left your desk. This is what my last few weeks have been like. It has really made the wait for the honeymoon not feel like a wait at all.
And I know I will be just as busy when I get back, making the wait for the holidays and other fun festivities fly by as well. Yay.