back to work

I can’t tell anymore in which job I pictured myself when I thought about going back to work. But it definitely involved a change from my daily routine and the ability to focus on an intellectual task again. Two days a week would be perfect, I thought. I would arrive at my office, I thought, and make myself a nice cup of tea before I sit down and check my work emails. I would then start researching something, or create a project plan, I thought. I would be able to use the restroom whenever I need to, I imagined. I would be able to make phone calls and actually understand what the other person is saying, I pictured. After a productive morning I would have a peaceful lunch before I head home to pick up the little one and enjoy the afternoon with her.

Well. Yesterday at work I found myself surrounded by more than 45 roisterous, romping kids. I was bustling from one room to another, checking whether everything is fine with the cookie-baking, with the handcrafts, with the selling of the cakes, with the singing. I decorated, I replaced the people in the kitchen, I explained how to make gingerbread houses, I cleaned, I pushed tables, I prepared little bags with sweets for the Samichlaus (who comes on the 6th of December to every Swiss child and brings bags with fruits, nuts and sweets). Later I quickly made some more because there were more children than expected. I heard laughter, cries, music, singing, rattling, bells, high-pitched whistling, several sliding cars, shouting, door-clapping. Sometimes all at once. I worked seven hours, I didn’t have lunch, I only sat for maybe 30 minutes, I didn’t have time to go to the restroom.

Coming home never felt more relaxing!

About erdhummel

Familial entropy - that's an insight into our current life which has been fundamentally changed last summer when our daughter was born. Having studied in Cottbus, Germany, and worked/studied in Edinburgh, Scotland, we momentarily live in a small town in Switzerland where Karsten is trying to save the environment and Freddie is trying to save our sanity. Since there is not much time for elaborate, long emails while doing that, we thought a blog might be a good option to smuggle ourselves into the lifes of our friends.
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2 Responses to back to work

  1. This sound familiar to me, because organising conferences has the only difference that those challenging us are a little bit older but nevertheless noisy and tearing at me:-)!!.And I never expected that being back to work means also preparing coffee and doing the dishwashing etc!!

    • erdhummel says:

      Oh yes, I can imagine that conferences and children events are much alike. Actually, considering one international conference I once helped out I would say that the delegates behaved even more childish!

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