. . I can't believe I haven't written since October, but on the other hand, I think that makes a good point at where I am in my stay here in Korea. Things are ramping up - work is getting harder and longer and the leadership knows just how to get you. I am happy and busy, but I'm also letting my quality of life slip and little things bother me that shouldn't. When did I stop running again? And when did I find meetings and excuses to skip PT? I had been doing so well yet I allow this to disappear, don't even notice it even.
. . I had previously decided not to join the praise and worship choir at the church here, though I knew all the songs and love to sing, because there were other things that I had planned at the times of the practices and even the performances. I had goals. I wanted to teach little 3rd through 5th grade Korean children English every other Saturday and spent the off weekends exploring Korea. I wanted to learn Korean so I dedicated 3 hours every Monday and Wednesday night to classes, and many hours in between to homework and studies. These events ended in Oct and November, but for the life of me, I've let my priorities slip until I'm at the office from 0700-2300, running in for an hour or two on the weekends when I'm not sleeping straight through. Yes, I can always sing later. I can always attend another church service. But doing it now is so valuable as a time I can schedule to be away from the office. It is something that I love doing and being able to sing now certainly won't inhibit me from singing later. It also helps me be more productive at work. When I know that I can stay late I am not efficient. I may spend an entire day visiting my different shops and putting out fires, putting my actual job on hold until after hours, then working my full day from there... when I can really work that time into smaller productive segments with my troops and still get my job done during the day.
. . I'm starting to feel as if I'm running from my job all day long, which is disheartening. I love my job and I love working things for and with my troops, but tiny little incidents, little pieces of my job that are all situational/personal, are starting to poison it. I hear a name and I cringe - to catch them walking towards me makes me dread the next self-centered, unnecessary, possibly illegal demand they are going to propose. I am malpracticing them before they even open their mouth - yet, in that I'm not disappointed.
. . I need to change my focus. I refuse to give one person the power to ruin My day! (for the rest of today at least) I need to focus less on the impossible and more on what I can do, regardless of if its just redirection instead of the straight and narrow "approved progress." While I can't change the demands, I can accept them for the challenges they are to think outside the box - both in answering the demand and in not letting it affect me. I can refuse the repeating ideas and arguments that I would make if I could make them... and maybe get a few more hours of sleep each night. I can stay positive and have goals again, however small. I can achieve those goals.
. . I need to lay out my plans and execute! ... or watch them slip by and become overcome by events, because they will. I need to make time for SOS. If not now, when? I made the same mistake by not accomplishing my masters earlier, and while I found the perfect program for me, it would have been a lot easier to have started years earlier and even finished at the same time. I have a limited amount of time because I started officially back in August, but its not that. I could probably wait until the last quarter and crank it out in a new place where I don't have any friends yet. I have no excuse not to do my studies. I'm just tired of pushing, always working the overtime at work and still trying to get the extra credit at home too.
. . I thought I just needed a break from overloading classes, but I've had a month off and I'm not feeling excited to start this program at all. Its almost having the reverse effect such that I feel it will almost have been too long again, so long that I worry I'll forget how to study and write again (since it was actually very difficult in that for me coming back to start my masters after taking almost 4 years off). I can do the work - yet my mind is just refusing to budge because I haven't been able to work myself around the issues previously mentioned... yet I know having this focus will help me overcome and rise to the challenges of said issues. I have plans... unrealized. I plan to write more - because though it also takes time, it helps me orgnaize my thoughts, such as they are, and allows me to not rehash them. In a few weeks you'll know if I'm reaching for the sky again (you'll read it here), or if I've lazily let the world fly by.
*Pictures and notes pending from my amazing Thanksgiving trip to China. I'll probably post date them to be found on the side bar, but if I'm feeling energetic I'll link them from here too ;-)
Monday, January 12, 2009
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3 comments:
You can do it chica! I know exactly how u feel though - debating between getting focused or letting the world fly by. We can both do this! It needs to be a way of life rather than a chore to begin! Approach is everything! :-)
Big hugs!
Lezli
Katherine, (from email on 13 Jan)
Dad and I read your blog yesterday. I know that sometimes we write things that are fleeting and we get over them and move on, but Kate, you need to run. You need to take time to teach the children and sing. Those are very important things in life. If you are visiting troops during your work day and doing your work in the hours following, it gives the appearance to your superiors that you just can’t get your work done in a timely manner. You need to change your mindset so that you have to get it done during your shift! All those other extra-curricular activities give you your sanity. They give you peace and a feeling of well-being. Don’t ever give up your life for work.
Now I’ll get off my high horse. You know how when you die, your life is said to pass before you. Well mine has been passing before me. I was feeling like I had no purpose. Then I expanded that to I have never done anything worthwhile in my life. Amanda helped me. She asked me to find pictures of Jon as a baby. I did a lot of crying because I couldn’t find any pictures of him as a baby! I found thousands of you as a baby. Then lots and lots as you grew older. But that isn’t what helped me. What helped was going back and looking at the things we did – rafting in the Tetons, hiking at Enchanted Rock, skiing when you were six years old, coloring Easter eggs, making Boo Boo Bunnies as party favors, looking for dinosaur footprints at Camp La Jita, camping with the Gibbs, going to zoos, and much more. Guess what? We used to live! We did fun things together as a family. I had forgotten ALL that stuff. And I cried and cried, because I haven’t done anything for me since we moved to Missouri. I was sick when we moved here and Dad was working half days (12 hours/day). I have no friends my age – the only people I know are in their 70s and 80s. I pretty much have been dead for the last eight years.
Amanda was my first angel. I met more at physical therapy (for my shoulder and back). I decided it was time to get my body fixed and if I could get control over just that one piece of my life, maybe I could work on the mind and begin to live again. I started walking soon after I started physical therapy. I know it isn’t what I went there for, but the Roach brothers (the physical therapists) may just save my life. (The votes still out on the shoulder – I sure would like to be able to swim again, but if I can’t raise my arm, it cuts out a lot of strokes, don’t you think?)
I am not trying to get you down. I have just realized that I have been entertaining a self-pity party since I was diagnosed with diabetes. I wanted everyone to be as miserable as I was. I felt like a hypocrite reading at church while I haven’t had the smallest healing through Science because of the guilt of being on insulin and other drugs. I don’t even think to call a practitioner when something goes wrong. I think of all the things that could be wrong with me and want to confirm that with doctors.
Katherine, take time for you. It’s not selfish. It makes you do a better job at work, at play, in life. You have to love yourself. I said three paragraphs ago I would quit, so now I will. I love you so much and am so proud of all the things you’ve done throughout your life. Give you a big BIG *HUG* from your mama.
All my love,
mom
Wow.. i second that.. work should not be your whole life ..
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