It's always a good idea to let vindaloo settle in your stomach before hopping on the treadmill, correct? I'm not procrastinating, I'm just...protecting my esophagus.
I've entered the uneasy, uncomfortable adolescent stage that comes after you've gotten situated in a new job and people start coming to you for advice and counseling. But as my boss says, the only real way that you can learn is to just start taking ownership and don't be afraid to make mistakes. But having come from a job where getting your self-esteem eroded on a daily basis, I'm more inclined to feel poorly about making mistakes.
I think that's the thing that's so hard about this whole gig. I analogized my daily doings to shepherding a running herd of cattle in a general direction, without knowing whether I'm sending them over a cliff into a dismal abyss of legally questionable activities. And to make matters more confusing, my legal "spidey senses" are not yet developed in this area, since it's a relatively new one for me. I have made some wrong calls lately, and I have to learn to be fine with that and learn from that. I do learn from it, it's just that it takes a while for me to be "fine with it."
It makes it easier, however, that I have nice eye candy to distract me. No specific eye candy in particular, it's just that as a whole, my company is relatively attractive. Some hotties up in herre. That also push the phat rides, judging from the view from the corridor outside my office. I really shouldn't complain.
Posted by equilibrium-girl at March 16, 2005 01:24 PM