I was extremely busy at work today - probably because of all the back to back meetings. Plus, one of the consultants on my project quit and since I'm the most senior person on the project, I had to interview prospective replacements. First of all, my company was purchased a year ago by a very large corporation so now the pool of consultants is much bigger. Bigger is not always better because now it means that I had to talk to twice as many people. There's this "gotta find the right person" mentality and not just any old warm body would do.
Fine, I'm okay with that but along with finding the right person means giving EVERYone who is remotely qualified a chance. I'm okay with that too but with the buyout we went from 30 qualified people to 1,000 qualified people. Luckily that number was whittled down by the number of people who were already on projects. Still, going through a stack of 60 resumes and talking to each of them was not fun.
Half way through my day someone asked me if I had a good new years. I had to pause because it was then that I realized that the holidays had passed me by. Pfffft - just like that. I don't remember new years and scarcely remember Christmas. I vaguely remember ripping open pretty paper from my sons' presents and putting together plastic (always in that yellow, orange, blue, and red color scheme) toys.
What the heck happened to the time? I swear I was just looking forward to Halloween. By the time I got home I was left with this "was that IT?" feeling. Really, was that all? It's all over with? How could I have missed all of that?
It's sad that the holidays that I loved so much in the past have been reduced to lines on my huge to do list. They're just items that I need to cross off when they're finished. But, I guess I'm not quite ready to cross them off my list just yet because I haven't taken the time to enjoy them.



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