I spent the whole of yesterday with 4 other people. My boss and some guys who work for me are preparing a retail store for liquidation. It’s an unusual experience, an exception to what I normally deal with in my day-to-day. Most of my work consists of paperwork, legal transactions, math, etc. This on-site, hands-on day had me on my feet all day, moving large items, trying to come up with the best layout to get the most for our liquidation dollar.
Problem-solving is most definitely in my job description. Every day. But this is a new kind of problem. It’s a challenge, something my job is never short on, but still, this particular set of problems is going to have unique challenges.
Before I took this job, I worked for 8 and a half years in an office with one other person. I most certainly had plenty of interaction with the public and those who came for meetings, etc. But I was alone. A lot. And I grew accustomed to it. As an introvert, that wasn’t difficult.
The job I have now, once again, is mostly me and one other person. My boss and his assistant are across the building in another suite, and we interact of course, but it’s a quiet setting. And i love it. It’s just enough “peopleing” for my personality and for me to perform my duties at an optimum level.
So much of what I carry on my professional shoulders is stressful, time-sensitive, and costly. Having a mostly quiet space to handle things is not only optimal, the older I get, the more i realize just how much it is a necessity. Not that I couldn’t get things done amidst the noise of a lot of people, but it would be much more exhausting, and I probably wouldn’t be long for looking for other employment.
I’m very thankful that I am placed exactly where I am, and that even, like yesterday, when I do have to do things outside the norm, it is on a temporary basis.
I love each one of the guys I worked with yesterday. They all go above and beyond for me and alongside me every time I ask, and even when I don’t.
But still, the “peopleing”. It was tiring.
The physical components of yesterday did a number on my body, not in optimal shape and still learning how the muscles and joints flare from the autoimmune bullshit that now dominates my physiology.
But my mind, it also felt overstimulated. Not just with the enormous task ahead of me for the next month, but with the “peopleing”.
When I got home, we ate supper. We are one of those families where the tv is always on during dinner. It used to annoy me, but now, I don’t care. I pick my battles. But last night, I said to my husband as I saw the remote laying on the dinner table, “Can we just leave the tv off right now?”
I don’t ask often, and he obliged my request and didn’t even pout about it. Even though there was a football game. 🙂
After supper, I took a hot bath and then put on my pjs and told both my husband and daughter that I was headed to my room to be antisocial. And, glory hallelujah, I think they are finally learning how very much I need to do that sometimes.
Just be alone. Not because I don’t love them, but because I do. When my body and mind are in a state of overstimulation and exhaustion, I NEED the hushed sounds of silence. It will not only give me the internal and external break from interaction and noise, but it also helps me relax and sleep better. Something that I still don’t do well most nights. And right now, I need my rest so I can stay well and healthy to make the final push for the end of this year and all of the responsibilities that I will have to handle before the dawn of 2019.
Introverts will get this. Others will probably think I’m just a wuss. But I know myself, have gotten to know myself even better over the last couple of years. I think I may FINALLY be learning how to better care for me, and in doing so, caring for everything and everyone else in my life that much more efficiently.