Today, I'm playing hermit. I'm working with my door closed. I put a nice sign on it, telling people to come in if they wanted, and that there's no need to knock. There really isn't. All I'm doing is working. I'm a dedicated employee. Or more, I feel that if someone's paying me to do a job, I should do it. Which doesn't mean I don't stop and chat with my co-workers once in a while. (Or whip up a quick Ello post. I'm finding I'm too tired at night these days, so I'm adapting.)
The truth is though, we're all pretty busy. A lot to do and little time for chit-chat. Garages don't manage themselves. There was some entertainment over lunch with a group email about what to do about a customer we all loathe. He's an asshole. Next time he comes in yelling trying to get out of paying for parking, I'm hitting the panic button. Not because I truly fear for my safety, though I wouldn't put physical assault past him, but because I want the satisfaction of seeing him escorted off the premises. We can only hope the police respond to panic buttons faster than 911 calls.
Guys, I fear I'm selling short my dreams. Then I remember about house-cleaners and wash-n-fold laundry (with free pick-up and delivery!) and get really excited about a steady paycheck. I haven't had the compensation negotiation with my employer yet. I'm going to ask for the top of the pay_scale for this type of position (which is nothing to sneeze at) as well as a couple of hours off once a week. (I'm thinking Wednesday mornings would be a good time to go to the barn.) Obviously, if we're really in a crunch, I won't go, but otherwise, I want people to get used to the idea that on Wednesdays, I don't arrive until 11. That gives me two hours at the barn. Plenty of time to ride and play with the horses. And dream up new things.
Send good thoughts. I want the best of all worlds. Time, plus money, plus interesting and fulfilling work. I think that's entirely reasonable. I want no talk of "reality." I equate that with settling, and I've done far too much of that in my life. If I can imagine it, it exists. No reason for me not have it!