A Thursday
Today is a Thursday. I got up at 7.45am when my Mum called me on the phone (if she doesn’t, I don’t wake up in time). It was dark and gloomy. I threw the covers back on my double bed and the cold air snatched at me with long fingers.
Got to work at 8.50am. The boss was out all day so a more relaxed day ensued. Everyone seems a little more at ease when she isn’t around.
I can’t say today was a good day. I did feel relaxed though which was a lot different to yesterday. Because yesterday I had to hold a meeting with my team (of nine women) to tell them that there job roles were changing.
It wasn’t what I had to tell them that put me on edge. It was a combination of two other things. One, that I had nine pairs of eyes casting their gaze on me as I spoke (public speaking isn’t something I used to yet as a Manager) and two, one of the women in my team is a young, attractive, fit woman who makes my heart leap whenever she is near. Feeling her eyes on me made me feel like a clumsy six year old. I blushed and stuttered my way through the meeting and the experience left a bad taste in my mouth for the rest of the day.
I was okay by the evening though and enjoyed a night of ‘Scrubs’ and ‘Simpsons’ as well as a good workout.
I also cleaned the bathroom.
Today though was a little better in terms of feeling relaxed and I had a few decent conversations with people. But it was a slow day and I felt dulled by the lack of interesting work. The normal ‘buzz’ of the office was missing today and I’m not sure why.
I’m feeling tired at the moment so I won’t waffle too much. Just wanted to drop a quick line.