what is it about my paying job that makes me so miserable? today's complaints are as follows: it's the repetition. it's the tedium. it's the lack of intellectual challenge demonstrated by my current projects.
i have a deadline Friday to submit several documents and drawings for a project in its second preliminary phase. it's a parking lot. a $2.8 million parking lot, partly because we have to add so many contingency factors in this preliminary design phase that the factors eventually double the cost of the project. (still, a $1.4 million parking lot wouldn't be cheap, but it is very big and the location has a lot to do with the cost). for this parking lot in the preliminary design phase, i am responsible for revising two separate reports; one is a 42-page document and the other tops out at 50 pages; two sets of drawings, each with four sheets; two separate estimates that are multiple-page documents; and responses to a 17-page comment matrix. don't fall off your chair: it's a government job. the only sense of accomplishment in this is completion of the task. i am determined to submit it on time because i just want it over with. i certainly won't be bragging that i authored the best 50-page report about a parking lot. and i don't want to be involved in any of the later phases of this project (because it's a parking lot and it bores me to tears) but i'm stuck because i've managed these two preliminary phases and met the schedule and budget.
as a mom, there's repetition and tedium without a pay check, but the emotional reward and intellectual challenges are priceless. as quickly as the punkin is learning new words and phrases and concepts and skills, i am learning things about people in general and my son in specific. he is truly amazing and i question myself everyday how i could have done something so right?
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