This morning, I came out to the living room, all dressed for work.

Joshua said to me with a tone of concern, “Mommy, where are you going?”

I said, “I’m going to work, baby.”

Joshua said, “I don’t want you to go to work.”

I sat down beside him on the couch, held his hand, and said, “Sorry buddy, it’s a work day, so I have to go to work.”

Joshua asked, “How come you have to go to work?”

I said, “Because I have to make money, so we can live here and have food to eat.”

Joshua looked at me, climbed onto my lap, put his cheek on my chest, and said, “Mommy, I give you my heart.”

Excuse me while I melt into a puddle.

Why I love my job

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.

A day at home

Today is my day off from work while Cliff goes to work.  So it was just Joshua and I home.  We spent a lot of time playing in the morning, and Joshua was quite happy sitting with me or sitting on my lap for a lot of the time.  He was in quite a good mood all morning.

I took a conference call while Joshua had his nap. It worked out well that the call started right after he stopped crying and fell asleep.  Then we went to Oakridge for lunch with Karen right before Joshua’s 1st year check-up and shots.  He got FOUR shots today!  Poor baby.  He took them like a champ, and didn’t cry very long afterwards.  We had some fun playing at home in the afternoon and taking a nice long nap together before Cliff came home.

When I am at work, I don’t think about how much I hate it.  But this morning while sitting on the couch with Joshua, I realized how much I hate being away from him.  I spent the whole morning telling him how much I love being at home with him, and how much I’ve missed him, then I started crying.  I just hate missing the little silly things he does, or his giggles, or his mischievousness, or even just him playing with his toys.