Caught between new and old (when I used to commute and work in downtown Rochester). The building on the left is the site of my current employer. The building on the right is where I worked for 12 years.
I Miss My Work
I miss my work, the parts, pieces and components of it. I’m a detail oriented person and what I do involves a lot of document analysis, review and dissection. I then input information and due dates into a docketing or tickler system. I’m very good at what I do.
With my surgery date looming closer, it was necessary and essential for others to learn how to do my job so that the work would continue to be processed while I am out. Two people have split my work between them. My days now consist of reviewing their completion of my work. They are doing great.
I am doing nothing.
I miss my work.