but it’s worth mentioning again:
I have a new job.
It’s my old job, but with more responsibility, and more work and a little more money.
I’m a supervisor.
When I got this (temporary) promotion, Sue went to the Berkeley Public Library and took out books on effective management. From the eighties. It’s actually quite amazing how the same ideas are relevant today, even though they didn’t have computers back then.
Can you imagine?? Maybe you can. I used to have a job where I had to process hundreds of thousands of records and it took so long I read Atlas Shrugged while I waited.
So, new job. For the first few days I’d leave and I wouldn’t make it to MLK & Alcatraz without bursting into tears. I’d remember nostalgically what it was, oh that week before, when I knew what I was doing, and when I was doing it. And how long it would take.
I now supervise two departments of which I know almost nothing about the operations of, and which are both at important stages in their lives. Our 75th anniversary!! A fundraising golden year the likes of which we will not see for 25 years! And don’t even get me started on IT. If those resources were used effectively…
So, anyway. I’m overwhelmed. I don’t cry anymore, but most days are really just painful. Sure, the challenge is good. And I’m learning so much. It’s amazing to be part of such an important phase of an organization that I care so much about.
Blah blah blah.
I wonder sometimes, and it might be so, if these reactions are what I’ve heard of as growing pains, and comprise yet another indispensable reality of these ever still formative years.