It has been quite busy at work for the last couple of weeks. But for some reason, I really enjoyed it. If you know me, I’m sure you’ve heard me complain about work. Yet here I’m saying I enjoy my work. Well, I guess that’s the thing about my work. I enjoy the work part. I enjoy talking to clients, finding out what their issues are, figuring out an answer or a solution or an alternative, helping them negotiate with tax authorities, research and read interesting cases or commentaries. I enjoy working with and meeting some of the most brilliant minds I know. I enjoy not having a black-or-white answer to every question. I enjoy the feeling of accomplishment when a file is wrapped up and signed off and put to sleep in the file room. I enjoy getting a phone call from a client because they know I answer my phone. There are many things I enjoy and I can go on and on.
The past two weeks has been very busy, but mostly because of the actually work to be done. I felt productive. Everyday was kind of an adrenaline rush, actually. Tight deadlines tend to kick things into high gear, and it’s so much fun for me to see our team work like a well-oiled machine. Not everything was perfect; we lost out on a proposal we spent a lot of time on. But then another client who has been very hard to get work from just hinted they might want our help with something. You win some; you lose some.
I love my work in the respect that I get to see different types of clients all the time. I deal with retailers, mining companies, tourism companies, service providers, construction companies, private equity firms, pharmaceutical companies, etc. The variety keeps me on my toes and keeps the work interesting. Rarely are two situations identical, and even more rarely am I ever bored.
I can probably write a big long post about the things I don’t enjoy about my job, but I feel the need today to remember and celebrate the positives in my life.