At the time I realised the anniversaryness, I was so frustrated with work that I refused to blog and have my whole stay colored by one rough week/day/month/whatever it was.
Now, I've lost the spirit of commemoration and remembrance but let's give it a college try.
- I am pleased that I appear to have grown into the job and to have learned much about managing people, managing administration work and leading musically. It feels like a good job and it mostly feels like a real job. I enjoy it.
- I have been enjoying the creative outlet I'm afforded by the job more and more and more and more lately. I have an idea, I plan it out, we execute and it often goes well. I've never regretted a choice for creative innovation, no matter how poorly it panned out.
- I continue hoping for the opportunity to offer individual mentorship and essentially permission to tweak.
- I've learned to let things go.
- I've learned to let things go.
- I have so much more ground to cover in terms of letting things go.
- I get frustrated often and I am tired of picking my battles. I frequently feel handcuffed, brickwalled, glass-ceiling-ed, isolated, indignant and angry. Sometimes I am wrong. Sometimes I am right.
- I dream of progress and yearn for it weekly.
- I wonder what the calendar looks like. I wonder what people's hearts look like.
- I would like to give up and I would like to persist. (I end up thinking about one Sunday or Wednesday at a time.)
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