October 20, 2008 · 1 comment

I’m sitting here at my desk, the rest of the house is quiet and dark and asleep.  My music is randomly playing, alternating songs that make me smile, make me dance in my seat while singing silently; songs that make me hit the next button because I’m just not in the mood.

There are stacks of papers around me – I’m trying to get work done before I go to work tomorrow. Sometimes it’s easier to get things done from afar – no one knocking on my door, asking me what to do, how to do something, coming in just to chat.  But then there are the stacks.  I carry a bag with file folders to keep everything organized…claims to process, stuff to handle, to be filed, checks to post and the biggest one of all: bills to pay.  I carry it back and forth from home to work and back again.  The paper trail is never ending.  For every piece of paper I get rid of, I bring 2 more home.

If it weren’t for modern technology I would be swimming in paperwork, unable to carry between home and my office.  Luckily I can process insurance claims online; I can fix the schedule from anywhere with internet access; I can communicate with my staff via instant messaging, at home or on my phone.

But even with technology, I am often overwhelmed with how much I have to do, how many stacks I have to go through and handle. Payroll and taxes and employee issues; supplies, upkeep, rent, phone calls to make and return. Insurance claims, rejections, payments. Displays, broken chairs, rep appointments, trade magazines to read.  When I am at work, I am utterly and completely AT WORK.  And one day is not enough.

So here I am, 10:30 at night, my house quiet and dark, Hallelujah flowing through the speakers of my computer, stacks all around me.  By the time I go to bed, there will be stacks in the trash, moved from one folder to another, important pages torn out of those trade magazines and the rest recycled.

And when I get up in the morning, I’ll go to work and gather some more stacks.

And I’m not complaining; not really.  Except for the bills and taxes, I love what I do.  I miss being on the floor sometimes, I miss helping patients directly and the comraderie of the girls at my side.

But I love my boys more and being able to be home with Preston during the day is a blessing indeed.  Next year he’ll be in preschool and I’ll work more.  And the year after that will be all-day kindergarten and I’ll be able to work all day, every day if I want.

Until then, Christina Aguilera is telling me I’m beautiful (must be these new reading glasses!), so I’d better get back to those stacks of mine.

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catnip October 21, 2008 at 9:48 am

I have stacks, all over my family room. It’s hard to work at home and balance work papers and home papers. I’m not so good at separating the stacks!

catnips last blog post..weekend craziness


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