When I first started at the job I’m in about 9 months ago, one of the pieces of advice I got was that it was going to be like drinking from a fire hose. There was going to be a ton of information and I wasn’t going to know what to do with it half the time.
It actually went better than I expected. It was like drinking from a fire hose, but I never felt like I was drowning. I sometimes couldn’t quite get the water I needed, but I could breathe.
As time has gone on, it seems the saying “when it rains it pours” is more accurate than I’d like it to be. There have been times where I have to really have to try to find something to work on and other times when I have work for what feels like the next three months on my plate.
Things have been pretty good for a few months now/ I’ve felt pretty comfortable in the role and knowing what I was doing and staying on top of it…until this week.
I don’t know what happened this week, but it’s all over again that I feel like I’m drinking from the fire hose, but this time, I’m drinking from the fire hose while already underwater. I can’t get a breath and I can’t get a drink. There’s so much happening both inside and outside of work.
I love being busy. “It keeps me out of trouble” as they say, and in general I’m much more productive when I’m busy…might be redundant, but another saying comes to mind: “If you want something done, ask a busy person to do it.” – Completely true for me.
I can’t breathe and I can’t drink, but I don’t hate life. It’s good. It definitely has to be a season and not a lifestyle, but life is good. I might not be able to respond to anyone for weeks on end, but I’m thankful for the work that I have and that I’m able to put effort into something that I don’t hate.