We all have them, kind of hell weeks when everything is supposed to happen at the same time, and for me (or all of my work place) it is the weeks before the huge conferences and until the last one is done. May and June, weeks when you are more stressed NOT being at work than being at work.
When home its more like “Did I send all emails”, “Did I forget a PPT”, “the agendas” and so on and so on. Brain stress, nothing else.
So why this stress? It is tasks added to your normal work load and you know if somethings been forgotten.. Oh la la, it feels like Place de la Concorde will see more heads rolling.
So I wont be at the best of mood for weeks ahead now. A neverending story.
With this “positive” note for the day I wish you all a nice week, nice May and go for it.
Sunday evening and the Monday anxiety kicks in, I repeat, weekends? Too short. Friday, you are tiered as any other workday, Saturday, the only day in the week you actually can do a lot of different things you have to do, so it’s not relaxing. So Sunday the first day of the week you can relax, feel up for some fun, then work brain kicks in and it can’t be a late evening.
But from this weekend we learned that its easier to send flowers from Paris too Madrid than within Paris… MLM (my former manager) got her birthday flowers in time and on the right date. And purple… All worked out fine.
I usually do not post more than one post a day, today is an exception. This morning the office was reached by the news that a colleague passed away over the weekend, Mrs Jennifer S.
I have known Jennifer for 18 years, maybe even 19 years thinking about it, but we did not become colleagues in Paris until 6 years ago, even if we only knew each other through work.
Jennifer was a lifeline too me through the tougher periods at work when I, under a period of a few years, faced difficulties working alone with the workload of an whole department. When things got to tough and I needed to get the frustration out her office was a safe place to let some steam out.
She also kind of mentored me in the history of the organization I work for and her knowledge of the corporate history will be greatly missed in the upcoming years.
So RIP Jennifer.
I don’t know if we all have them, but some days work is just fun. Its scars to find yourself in that place but also makes life easy to live. And today was a good day. I actually did what I am hired to do and not struggle with things not on my job description and then I discover that I have a fun job. Again… Scary.
work is supposed to be work, not fun.
I refuse to talk Corona today so take care out there and use the contact form if you have any Christmas Music suggestions, new songs not older releases. This weekend is the weekend to create this years Christmas song playlist.
Returned from my day in Switzerland and found a post it on my computer screen telling me “Roof, Roof”, really funny. But yes, I do understand what they mean. I’m not that stupid or mean.
Yesterday a colleague borrowed my office space and of course he means “Tack, Tack”, actually really nice and show the difference between nice co workers and the once up there on their high horses. So I bow down and say: Thank you too Mr.
Not much to tell about Paris today. I worked from Geneva all day, meeting my new colleague for the first time. But… Let us forget about work for a while and discuss the fact that EasyJet have something they call Speedy Bording… Serious, why? It’s not speedy, give no extra value to the experience of flying and still, they charge extra for this “amazing” service.
I just want to know why they call it speedy?
Tomorrow ,though, is a new normal day in Paris.
Spending the day in Geneva today, so I am sorry to not match the visual with the text here. But at the same time I won’t have much to write about at this stage. Hopefully Geneve will continue with this fantastic weather. Actually really nice and NO SNOW, a demand from my side to keep me happy.
Have you ever thought of the idea what will happen if people all of a sudden decides to not work after set times and instead go for their inner clock and say “Hey boss, I will work my 7 – 8 hours but let my inner clock decide when I start and stop”.
What office hours do your clock tell you? Are you the early bird? A siesta person? A night person? Looking at how my inner clock work when I am off work I guess I will raise early, work early BUT have a long siesta in the middle of the day and work my last hours in the evening.
Start the day at 05h00 work until 11h00, then sleep to 15h00 and work for two more hours 16h00 to 18h00 maybe.
At least I would have a siesta in the middle of the day, for sure.
So tell me your inner clock
A very quick stop in Dubai to have a training with the staff at ATC UAE on the upcoming new CPD system,
Not visited Dubai since 2012 but maybe I need to go there for work in a few days, and this time inlcude Abu Dhabi
A few days in a, for humans, normal climate feels not to bad