I’ve recently learned something about myself. Well, not learned, exactly, but confirmed. I always knew it was true, but it recently become glaringly obvious. It’s not just a general knowledge anymore. It has become a cold. hard. fact.
Drum roll please…
Here it is:
I am – brace yourself - an ACTION person.
I know what you’re thinking... Duh.
Well, yeah, 'duh'... but get this:
I’ve been working in this same unit for about a year and half. My job title has changed a bit, but I've stayed in the same unit. I’ve explored other options, but nothing has seemed quite as appealing. I love it here.
But that’s not the revelation.
For the first year I worked on one team that was very fast-paced. Everything was rushed and urgent, and, by our standards, very “important”. I loved the people who were on my team, and I loved the work.
After that first year I was asked to move to another team. Same unit, but a different set of files. It was still ok. It just wasn’t urgent. Everything was on a slightly longer timeline. It was slower and more secluded. I liked the people on this team, too, but I didn’t get to see much of them. My work was more independent.
Well, now I’m back on the old team. Ya hoo!
And here’s the revelation: I hadn’t realized how much I missed that type of environment until I had it back.
Amen for having to work past 6 every night! Ye haw for not dreading Monday! Cheers for not enough hours in the day to finish all my work! – let alone time to pick up groceries, or study French, or go to the gym, or eat lunch. HIGH FIVE for not having time to eat lunch!
I know that’s unreasonable. And it probably can’t sustain. (I mean, some of us need food throughout the day.) But I still love it. I thrive on it. I’m more productive, and more motivated. And, frankly, I’m just in a better mood.
Not every day is perfect. Some shit still just pisses me off. But that’s true for everyone. So, there’s no debating it – the fact is, I need the ACTION. I crave it. And I won’t be giving it up anytime soon – not without a fight.