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Mar. 18th, 2004 11:03 pmJust finished reading a book called _Lives of the Monster Dogs_ by Kirsten Bakis. It was very strange and utterly absorbing. I'll have to read it again someday, more carefully.
Work is going well this week after my visit to the office last week. I have closed 17 cases and made progress on a bunch of others.
One of the hazards of working from home is that I don't have any coworkers to measure myself against. When I run into difficulties, it's too easy to convince myself that it's because I am a moron. No one I work with ever thinks to call me on the phone and ask me anything. I feel like I just call and pester people all the time, and they all must think I'm an idiot. The kind of question that someone working in the office would toss over the cube wall to their neighbor and get an instant answer to, I have to dwell on for half an hour while I ring 20 different people's telephones and get no answer, and send emails that go unanswered, sometimes only for a few hours, sometimes forever. That kind of thing really takes the wind out of my sails.
Last week in the office, I got my answers immediately from people around me, before despair could set in. People came and asked me stuff and I was able to give answers in return. I felt like a valuable member of the team again. I also learned that I am regularly closing more cases than my colleagues do. I'm not unusually dense; everyone in my group is having a hard time. I am a resource too, or people wouldn't have been asking me all that stuff when I was in the office.
It had been almost a year since I last visited. I don't think I should wait so long before visiting again.
Work is going well this week after my visit to the office last week. I have closed 17 cases and made progress on a bunch of others.
One of the hazards of working from home is that I don't have any coworkers to measure myself against. When I run into difficulties, it's too easy to convince myself that it's because I am a moron. No one I work with ever thinks to call me on the phone and ask me anything. I feel like I just call and pester people all the time, and they all must think I'm an idiot. The kind of question that someone working in the office would toss over the cube wall to their neighbor and get an instant answer to, I have to dwell on for half an hour while I ring 20 different people's telephones and get no answer, and send emails that go unanswered, sometimes only for a few hours, sometimes forever. That kind of thing really takes the wind out of my sails.
Last week in the office, I got my answers immediately from people around me, before despair could set in. People came and asked me stuff and I was able to give answers in return. I felt like a valuable member of the team again. I also learned that I am regularly closing more cases than my colleagues do. I'm not unusually dense; everyone in my group is having a hard time. I am a resource too, or people wouldn't have been asking me all that stuff when I was in the office.
It had been almost a year since I last visited. I don't think I should wait so long before visiting again.
