The new house (yay!) has a long hallway on the main floor that runs all the way from the front door/eventual library to the other end of the house. (And right past my office.) We knew Vlad would be ecstatic for more space to run and careen around in, but the fact that Erzabet, my round dumpling of a kitty, is doing the same is kind of mind-blowing. Multiple times a day, even!
Now if she'd just play chase with her brother, instead of scampering up and down the hallway, then getting affronted with him when he thinks it's playtime.
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Today I had to be up at a ridiculously early (for me) time for a big training thing. Because things kicked off at 8am and attendees were expected to be on camera, that meant the alarm went off at 6:45, I got to have two snoozes, and then it was get up, take meds, have food and coffee, and put on makeup. The training was "Insights"; yet another "Identify your personality traits and communication types! Learn to identify what ones your coworkers are, and use those insights to increase communication!" corporate horoscope thing that HR departments love. I hate those sorts of things because if you are the slightest bit self-aware, you can predict what your outcome will be. Yes, training person, I am well aware that I am a Helping Inspirer and am not an introverted data-driven observer. And because I have spent a good chunk of my corporate and personal lives learning how to communicate with people who are Not Like Me, I know how to adjust my communication styles for people who ARE introverted data-driven observers.
Oh, and then I had 4.5 more hours of meetings across the day, leading to a grand total of seven (7!) hours of meetings. I'm about halfway through right now, and I am not a happy goth. At all. Ah, the dark side of being a manager: all the meetings.
Now if she'd just play chase with her brother, instead of scampering up and down the hallway, then getting affronted with him when he thinks it's playtime.
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Today I had to be up at a ridiculously early (for me) time for a big training thing. Because things kicked off at 8am and attendees were expected to be on camera, that meant the alarm went off at 6:45, I got to have two snoozes, and then it was get up, take meds, have food and coffee, and put on makeup. The training was "Insights"; yet another "Identify your personality traits and communication types! Learn to identify what ones your coworkers are, and use those insights to increase communication!" corporate horoscope thing that HR departments love. I hate those sorts of things because if you are the slightest bit self-aware, you can predict what your outcome will be. Yes, training person, I am well aware that I am a Helping Inspirer and am not an introverted data-driven observer. And because I have spent a good chunk of my corporate and personal lives learning how to communicate with people who are Not Like Me, I know how to adjust my communication styles for people who ARE introverted data-driven observers.
Oh, and then I had 4.5 more hours of meetings across the day, leading to a grand total of seven (7!) hours of meetings. I'm about halfway through right now, and I am not a happy goth. At all. Ah, the dark side of being a manager: all the meetings.
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But YAY for having a kitty run for kitties to get some exercise and OMG YAY for Erzabet getting some exercise in! Maybe she will feel up to playing with Vlad when she builds up more endurance. :)
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I can't imagine how tedious it must be to have to people telling you the basics of er... what you already know perfectly well how to do. By the time you reach a certain age, you've already learned how to do it, or you never will. Frustrating to be made to do it over and over (but at least you can switch off brain and be sure you're not missing anything).
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I send you a goth beach in the hope that it will help a smidgen.
https://youtu.be/og_bZlD1VQA
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HR wokeness or whatever it's being called this week is a complete waste of time and, like a 100-level college class, should offer the option of getting credit for proving you already know your Briggs-Meyers type while flashing your CSM cert.
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We had a long hallway in one place with doors opening off it that a kitten adored; we would bowl soft toys or balls of paper or whatever down the hallway and she would lie in wait and ambush the passing prey with ridiculously dramatic leaps and dancing. That was a good apartment because the rooms at both ends of the long hall made loops, a real racecourse.
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4.5 more hours of meetings across the day
My brain would be attempting escape through one of my ears. As an IC, I'm grateful to those that take the meetings on my behalf.
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