If Work Defined Me.

This morning I was asked if I'm always this cheery. I replied that I try to be. Less than five minutes later I'm given two more pieces of work. I must seem too cheery to be busy. I now have four matters to get through - three are large, tedious & slow projects. I'm putting off the fourth for later tonight or early tomorrow morning just because it's easier to do when there are fewer people vying for the photocopy machine's attention.

This afternoon, I walked into the glass doors because I got caught up thinking about work & finding documents. It wasn't even clear glass. I now know why the firm was so careful to use shatter-proof glass. I also now think I might get retained for my intrinsic entertainment value.

I love my work. I just need less of it. Or for it to not all end up on my desk at the same time.