Here comes the silly season

I was cordially informed of the craziest publishing deadline I’ve ever heard in my so-called life. CRaZy! Krazy with a K, it’s that nutty!

But let’s look at the crazy-good side of things.

1. I get to witness the peculiar untruth of the line “If I can only get through this, I can get through anything in the future!” I thought that with the insane university conference project, and I thought that with working at the orange building. But the truth of it is that there will always be greater and worse challenges lying in wait.

2. I get to see that I do not run this race alone — that crazy numbers of knowns and unknowns are cheering me on — that’s how I get through and perhaps even rise beyond the greater and worse challenges that loom ahead. The potholes have a myriad blessings layered upon them.

3. I get to know more about what it means to revel inwardly amidst apparent misery, to appreciate how the yoke I bear is actually superbad, in the good sense. Whether I fall, fail, flail, flop, flunk, flop or flag along the way, I feel … free. To sing, to dance, to make coffee. To pause, to praise, to pray. To break bread with friends. To read, to write, to accept the helping hand. To dedicate all that I plan. To be lifted in spite of myself. I’m kind of excited to see what’s going to happen, because …

You can tell the world about this
You can tell the nation about that
Tell them what Jesus has done
Tell them that the Comforter has come
And He brought joy, great joy to my soul

Well, He took my feet out of the miry clay
(Yes He did, yes He did)
And He placed them on the Rock to stay
(Yes He did, yes He did)

You can tell the world about this
You can tell the nation about that
Tell them what Jesus has done
Tell them that the Comforter has come
And He brought joy, great joy to my soul

Well, my Lord done just what He said
(Yes He did, yes He did)
He healed the sick and He raised the dead
(Yes He did, yes He did)

You can tell the world about this
You can tell the nation about that
Tell them what Jesus has done
Tell them that the Comforter has come
And He brought joy, great joy to my soul

4. Yes, most of all I get to see … it’s not about me, me, me. Eye get to see is fine with mee.

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5 thoughts on “Here comes the silly season

  1. Um, yo, am I right in guessing that you’re in a serious state of overwork? I used to have the get through this syndrome in my younger, naive days when I was filled with fear of being sacked…now I’m older, equally naive and filled with the fear of being retrenched at 40.

    Regardless, I would say that if there isn’t a pot o’ something awaiting you at the end, and if this situation is recurring constantly, a change might be in order.

  2. I’m actually most worried about ‘pampering’ the Powers That Be into thinking that this sort of stress is ‘normal’. My direct boss is actually very protective of us — it’s the PTB that seem to have misjudged this time, I think. Lesson to learn for anyone who has to manage anything — same advice as my driving instructor gave, actually — LOOK FAR.

  3. The thing is that the powers that be don’t care. Strictly speaking, they just want the job to be done. That’s their job. And contrary to what HR gurus might want us to think, our welfare isn’t their concern.

    Good that your direct boss is sympathetic, but if powers are limited at that level, there’s only so much they can do, and ultimately, they have to make sure the work’s done, regardless, ‘cos if not, their ass is on the line.

    I’m kind of in that situation presently. I won’t say I’m being very overworked, but we’re doing more than we should, and nothing is being done to allay the situation. There’s only so much that can be said or griped about before you’re seen as the pesky, whiny slave.

  4. Yeah, slaves to wages.

    I guess this all boils down to bad management. I was once exhorted to learn to ‘manage’ my boss, the art of which I’ve been trying to cultivate through the years, but sometimes, fail means fail.

    Let’s all not just get used to seeing people as levers, cogs and buttons.

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