Venting

I got to talk to Ben for a while about my current workload. As much as there are ups and downs, I’m happy we talked when I was in a relatively up mood. He stressed that he wanted to take on any work that would help save me time, and just hearing this helped immensely.

Just being able to vocalize some frustrations helped a lot. The worst times seem to be first thing in the morning, and right about mid-day, when everyone and their brother is e-mailing requests. The best times seem to be late morning (when the coffee’s kicked in and everyone’s chatty), and late evening, when I’m back home in my apartment.

This week, I’ve been trying to shake the petty concerns and focus on the bigger picture. Just talking about what’s been bothering/stressing me with Ben helped. Immensely.