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15 May 2003

It was a speech I've heard countless times in the last year and a half.

"I like things to be organized. This is your work area, but it's my office and it reflects me. You need to clean some of this area so it all looks neat."

Suggestions followed for how best to organize it, suggestions of where to keep various things. The lecture takes about 10 minutes--longer if he has nothing pressing going on, no patients waiting to be seen.

This day the lecture didn't bother me as much as it usually does (I get it so often...always in a tone which suggests that he just thought of it and perhaps I hadn't given any thought to the fact that my own area might be a bit better organized. Usually delivered just before he drops a 1 foot pile of assorted jobs on my desk.)

The reason why the lecture didn't bother me as much as it usually does is that he wasn't giving it to me. Now that "C" has joined the team, he has a new audience. And it was her turn to get the "organization" lecture.

C has a "desk" which is about 2 feet square and she hasn't been here long enough to really have "stuff," but has lots of paperwork involved with the job she's been hired to do, as well as bottles of "goo" to use, notes on what she's doing, an in and out basket, etc., etc. I'm not sure how/where she's going to organize it, but suffice to say that it was nice to hear the familiar lecture being delivered to someone else.

My brain is in a weird place right now. I guess I've entered lame duck mode. Actually, there has been no time at all for us to discuss my future. Other than a 30 second conversation as he was leaving for a meeting, we have not even mentioned my impending departure, so I know nothing about plans, hopes, desires, when we will put an notice in the paper, etc., etc. For all I know I'll still be there the week before I leave for Australia.

But the main point is that I am leaving, and somehow pressing things just don't seem as pressing any more. What seems pressing to me now is getting things in a state where I can pass them along in a way that will help my successor...and in a way that my successor won't say (as I did when I took the job), "what in the world did she DO?...this is a mess!"

I'm thinking back to my orientation to the office--and how little of it there was. Essentially: "don't worry about it; he won't notice." It became very clear very soon why she was being replaced--he does notice and as I started going through my "legacy," it was clear to see that she had done very little--or didn't understand the job or something. I remember her saying that he would come out of his office everytime he sent a patient into the bathroom so he could check on what I was doing. He did. But that lasted only a couple of weeks. Once he decided I could handle the job, he stopped checking up on me all the time.

I remember her telling me that he would never ever say thank you. But he does. He may not make a big fuss over "miracles" I'm able to pull off, or complicated forms I design, or a lot of the things I take on myself to do on the computer, but he does say thank you from time to time.

This was the perfect job at the perfect time. He hired me when I didn't think I was hireable (because of my weight). He trusted me to take on a job that I wasn't sure I was completely capable of handling. He's stuck with me as I've gained more self confidence (and lost more weight). It hasn't evolved into the perfect job. As the office has become more busy, my duties have increased and (obviously) the stress has increased. I've learned how to be a person and a half, if not two. To juggle the job of front office person and back office person simultaneously.

It's been missing a certain element that I can't quite put my finger on. Somehow we've never bonded in the way I have in every other job I've held. I don't feel a part of the creative process; I don't feel "pride of accomplishment" that makes me want to go the extra mile to do things. I just feel that I'm doing what I can and stressing over what I don't get done.

But whether this is the perfect job for me now or not, the fact is that it soon won't be my job at all, and that changes how I view doing it from day to day now. Things just aren't as important today as they were last week. It's hard to get worked up over things that I won't be around to watch develop.

Basically I'm thrilled that now that "C" is around, the "neatness lecture" can be given to someone else from time to time. It's nice to know that I'm not the only one with "organizational problems."

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Quote of the Day

Whatever you do, you need courage.  Whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you that you are wrong.   There are always difficulties arising that tempt you to believe your critics are right.  To map out a course of action and follow it to an end requires some of the same courage that a soldier needs.  Peace has its fictories, but it takes brave men and women to win them.

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

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His desk

One Year Ago
Move Over, Mr. Blackwell
(Young people's fashion sense)

Two Years Ago
Oh to be in England
(...we entry)

Three Years Ago
I Survived Mother's Day
(The title says it all...this was the first Mother's day after Paul died)

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