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Loving all your work
Adam

Very interesting.. I was reading Jessicaninprogress, who subsequently linked to this post about leaving up what you post.

Over the past few weeks my role has changed significantly, and within the role i’m now managing staff. Whilst i’ve also directly protected the privacy of my staff/colleagues and co-workers, i’m sure that most people would be able to associate ‘random-person-y’ with an IRL individual.

My writing style sways back and forward between completely honesty and total silence, but this only dependent on moods, not so dependent on ‘who’s-going-to-see’ … Concurrent to this I do (and almost hypocritically) maintain a cautious-side to sharing too much about my colleagues.

Now more than ever I have to be incredibly careful what I write. ‘A bad day’ could translate to anything from ‘I fired someone’ (I haven’t! .. ever) to ‘Some manager/colleague was a complete spanner’, but who’s to know who’s reading.

I know how many hits my company pushes to this page, and i’m fairly sure the number is consistent with staff I know who are reading, though one really can’t be too careful in these matters, especially if one wishes to continuing employment with said company.

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This week has been long, semi-productive and eye-opening all at the same time. I’ve missed out on some sleep and accpeted a few facts of life. Spent some time directing my new team towards new goals, new aspirations and new expectations. I have to admit I like it. I like thinking like a manager, I like assessing rather than obsessing.

I think I might be growing up …..

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For the weekend, i’m excited about the fact that i’m picking up my new suit (damn, I am growing up!) and spending time with the girl of my dreams.

And I got an invite to her soccer game next week. It’s a big step for us. (don’t ask)

That’s all i’ve got to say right now. Be safe, have fun, and don’t forget that Matt’s birthday is only a week away.

A

What’s this I hear you say (well, not really, I know how many people visit here on a regular basis :)), no post from Adam in several days.

hmm, ghost town here folks. No Black Gold though…..

Last week was fucked. Fucked, fucked, fucked. Professionally it was both a good week and a terrible week. Funnily my one area of release could one day be read by my colleagues so I say no more than that.

It happened, I understand it, but it never makes you feel good to do it.

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Weekend with the girl was great. She’s been working hard on her budget and achieved some successes this weekend which is great for her. I realise after spending time with her how important she is in my world, and how fundamentally important she is to keeping me sane.

Took her to dinner at the Rocks on Wednesday night, followed by some indulgent, drooling, slippery, chocolate and whipped cream coated Copenhagen Ice-Cream… *dribble*

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Got a chance to catch up with the new boss which was good. Had some vision sessions, gazed into the future and saw lots of hard work coupled with lots of reward if i’m willing to take it to the next level….. I started wearing a suit the next day.

And I suppose that’s what it comes down to folks. Perception and image are the main items in business. How good you do a job makes no difference if nobody understands the value that you add. Subsequently i’ve got to spend more time showing people my value, as opposed to silently working in the background and not taking recognition for the value I create. A tough line, and one that I won’t always get right, but I have worked for it and I do deserve it, so i’m going to focus on it.

Next Friday I take the girl for a night out (South Pacific, followed by romantic weekend away), so will thoroughly enjoy doing very little, working none and keeping my mobile permanently in the off position!
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Miss the kids in Brisbane, miss spending time with them but loving the time that i’m spending in Sydney. Haven’t talked to Mum and Dad nearly enough (mental note, call parents tonight) and now that i’ve made time for myself, there’s barely any time left for anyone else.

Rollerblades still need to be ordered, ballroom dancing still needs to be started and I still need to buy some new clothes.

Coupled with the fact that gorgeous inner-city Studio apartments are renting for less than in Brisbane, and i’ve got plenty of reasons to cheer.

Miss you all folks, and miss my week away from venting.

Talk to you all soon.
Adam

In the name of love, we all must face our demons. Some are so strong that they can destroy a relationship, ruining both partners and the magic that was created between them.

I have learnt this weekend that my pursuit for happiness with my girl has meant I have seen no life outside of her. For me my happiness needs to come from many fronts. I must pursue happiness for both myself, and for those that are in my life.

I realise now why I was becoming so unhappy. I was not allowing myself to find happiness in my own life. My journey takes me now to a place of mutual respect. Respect for myself, respect for my partner, respect for my world. I am constantly learning on all fronts that to be the person I choose to be, I must face my demons.

This weekend I faced a couple of them and will now come out on top.

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As a starting point, I have started searching for rollerblades and will take the sport up with a passion. A chat with an ex-friend/skater (who now runs her own inline business) has pointed me in the right direction for the kinds of skates i’m looking for. All I need to do now is buy them and get myself back into shape.

From here, I can define parts of my world. From here I can share my world with my girl again, rather than just being a part of hers.

Loving all your work
Adam

Professionally and personally was a bit of a low-point. After over-reacting, talking at my boss far too much and generally pissing off some very qualified individuals, I left with not such a great taste in my mouth.

Resolution (for today): Back off entirely… let people come to me with issues, progress some local issues at my site, then get back into the swing of things on Monday.

Personally things didn’t go so well either. After the new ‘you’re spending too much time here’ rules were enforced, I arrived at the girls place in absoutely no mood for anything.
After limited hello’s to the housemate (yay for being childish!) I trundled off to bed, keen to get some sleep.
Sleep (as you could probably imagine) was not coming to me in way, shape or form. Images of the project failing and my relationship crumbling because we never get to see each other haunted my woken thoughts, daring me to will myself to sleep.

This morning I left without a goodbye to the housemate (also noting above attitude with work, trying to be minimalist today) and some snippy comments in both directions, I came to learn that I feel very alone on this one.
I have continued not to settle at my house of residence (though it’s getting there), and now the girl agrees with her housemate that i’m spending too much time at her place.

ed: The way to feel someone feel most uncomfortable about spending time at someone else’s residence … mention the above to them
I must admit it’s difficult when your partner doesn’t agree with you on things like this. To keep things relative, the girl doesn’t feel comfortable about ever staying at my place (you can read the previous posts to understand why), and to be fair to me, I have never, and will never push her to do this.

Splitting time between households would easily create an equilibrium in the uncomfortable stakes, but I don’t think that it’s justified for both of us to be uncomfortable when only one of us has to. I just want some support when i’m the one feeling isolated.

Or maybe i’m just being a girl….

A