Days 2 & 3

Once again starting with yesterday....

My annual employee evaluation was yesterday, (see how my years all roll at once?). I got kudos for designing some of our floor displays, as well as always doing everything I'm told, and doing it well. I seemed to fall short in that I don't do more than I'm told often enough to get noticed. Partially, this is my own fault. I don't toot my own horn enough to draw attention to all the things I do that just get brushed over. I've never been good at singing my own praises. It took me years to be able to say "I'm good at what I do." I was brought up to be humble and the two ideals rarely meet. But after 7 years with this company, I may have finally learned that I need to draw attention to myself whenever I can, if I ever want to get to the next level.

However, the next level isn't all it's cracked up to be. Basically you sell your soul and fight to survive to make it to the level after that. Doesn't Corporate America sound fun from where I sit? I do love my job, and am very thankful for how well our company protects it's employees, but its starting to feel like those commercials. You know the ones..."Do more than just survive the work week." I just wonder when I get to be a gladiator with nothing but my keyboard for a weapon.

Today was crammed full of meetings and way too many projects to complete in 8 hours. Just like every other day :) I got to play with a few toys, give my reviews of GPS brands and type frantically.

Thank goodness tomorrow is Friday. I get to wear jeans, comfy shoes and spend all day looking forward to sleeping in on Saturday. There are few things I enjoy more than sleeping in. There's just something about the perfect, all engrossing slumber that comes from knowing there is no alarm clock on the other side. Over the years, I have become a champion at sleeping through alarms. Now I am so afraid I'm going to miss that damned little buzzer that I just don't sleep at all. I won't let myself really sleep, knowing my attendance record is hanging over my head like the quintessential black cloud. Thus the beauty of Saturday morning...no alarm means I sleep like a baby. After 5 work days of essentially no sleep, I've been know to take 14 hours at a time on Friday night. Too bad you can't really ever fix a sleep deficit, but Lord knows I give it a 100% effort.

Only one more night and then the elusive sleep will once again be mine...