Monday, Monday

Monday morning, I woke up and reconnected with Kitten on many levels. It's been a very long time, mostly due to stress and lack of time, that we've found time for each other to just be. There's also the fact that this past weekend was one of growth for our relationship and us as individuals, and we needed the subtle healing that time to be affords.

This was, of course, before it was time for us to get ready for work. Once I started putting on my uniform and left the house, I felt a sense of dread similar to the day after I had spent many hours fighting with both my girlfriend at the time and my boss at the time over my lack of stability and focus in both job and relationship and knew that I had failed at both. That sore and sordid tale has been told many times and doesn't need to be repeated now. Suffice to say that it was me at my most unquestionably lowest point to date.

However, the start of Monday's shift didn't have the overarching cloud of doom. I went in, grabbed my notepad (hm, I need a new one soon) and jotted down things I wanted to discuss with my manager. The balance between my job responsibilities and my projects, the frequency of my projects, the lack of direction in my projects with the exception of my ongoing one, the lack of understanding he and our Director have about how long it takes to do things, and the fact that I feel like I'm not having my needs met in line with my Individual Development Plan (IDP) goals. The discussion was productive. He agreed that we need to meet halfway to accomplish things and he needs to provide clear direction. We understand each other's perspective a lot better and I basically told him that I never want to feel like throwing my badge down and walking out like I did on Friday. I should never feel that frustrated with work.

On the other hand, what I'm not getting from work in terms of leadership development, I am getting from running Waystation FurCon. Networking, leadership, time management. The whole shebang. It should be a good experience.