I am 2 different people. Split personality I believe it is called.
There is ME at work.
Then there is ME the rest of the time.
Work ME is super efficient. I often like Work Me better. She gets SO much accomplished in a day. And gets paid for it! Amazing. Plus, co-workers and employers like her. They find her dependable, efficient, productive and a pleasure to work with. They usually laugh at her jokes and the employers valueher as an employee, forking over the pay cheque almost happily. Work Me often wins recognition and Valuable Employee awards/certificates. Co-workers, for the most part, don’t even think she’s a brown noser, mainly thanks to her irreverent humour regarding authority and those in positions of authority. When given a project, any project of any magnitude, Work Me throws herself into it 1000%, not stopping until it is completed in record time. The only problem with Work Me is; she uses up ALL of my energy. Every last bit of it.
I even have a manual that I create for every job I’m in that has all of the step by step instructions to even the most inconsequential task (you know like how to turn on the computer, log in etc.). I have this manual because I often forget these simple automatic actions while everyone else seems to just do as a habit. This binder starts when I get trained because I have to write EVERYTHING down, every tiny step!
If only these people saw my home or got a peek into my private life, they would be appalled and disgusted.
The Real Me, outside of the work environment, is usually physically exhausted. Too tired to pick up after herself. Too disinterested in housework to bother picking up all the cat hair and fluffies that accumulate throughout the house. My desk is completely covered in stuff. I wouldn’t be able to write on a piece of paper at my desk because there is just not enough room for a piece of paper. My closet is a jumble of shoes and other stuff on the floor, clothes half falling off hangers and OH What’s that? more dust bunnies!
My kitchen is a disaster area, counters so full of dirty dishes it has to be organized before they can be washed. Finding something in the cupboard is a treasure hunt. Even my cats and dogs have to hound me aggressively to get fed every day. And if they need water they must be extremely dramatic about it. I have one overweight cat that is smart enough to know that if he is persistent enough every time I go in the kitchen I will feed him. He’s overweight because I can’t remember I have already fed him 4 or 5 times that day. Children love me because I am childlike when it comes to play time. Play time takes precedence over chores always. Needless to say, my children do not have any organizational skills taught to them by me.
I have often wondered fleetingly why there is such a difference between the two ME’s. I do know that work Me is not much fun to the Real Me. She is actually pretty boring to ME. And she sucks up all my energy for what really? Money. Yes, that’s right, money is the reason she is allowed to exist. She is the one that goes out and earns money so I can live in a house, buy clothes and food and whatever else catches my fancy.
So, Work Me is useful to me. Soon, her usefulness will end. When I retire I will no longer need her.
I wonder if my energy will return in retirement when Work Me is finally gone?
2 more months and I will be retired, 45 days after that I am supposed to receive my first pension cheque.
Exciting. I can hardly wait to see what will happen in the future!