There’s a lovely kiwi phrase which sums up how I feel this week. “I’m so over it…..”
This covers off the results of about 3 months work to prepare for a senior management conference which was completely thrown out of the window due to a last minute rethink by our leader. It’s been a tortuous process to get the planning and preparation done and having seen the signs of change brewing in the air I started to prepare myself for the inevitable last minute trials and tribulations.
Being “over it” places you in a space where it really doesn’t matter any more. An emotional detachment that protects yourself from disappointment, anger and frustration that can otherwise just gnaw away at you and potentially send you into a spiral of despair.
Whether it’s adopting the kiwi attitude or simply that I’m just older and wiser, the hystrionics have washed over me this week and I’m already moving on to something more interesting and more satisfying that thankfully does not involve anyone from the senior management team.
Sitting on the deck this evening enjoying the evening sun, a glass of wine and reflecting on the fact that at last the house project is underway was so much more fun. And, remembering that the countdown to being a domestic executive has only 30 weeks to go. For once in my life, I’m really hoping time does fly by!