"I'm Supposed To Be Working!"

With the advent of the internet some years ago and then the eventual common use of it as a business tool came the probem of employees spending work hours checking up on their facebook friends or the hockey scores, instead of doing their work. Since I have really only worked on the road or at home for the last several years the line between work and non-work has become very blurry and as such how can I say when I should be working or not? What I generally try to do is stay one step ahead of what I expect of myself as to work commitments and then let myself go with the flow. It is sometimes a challenge however since I am almost constantly hooked to the web...either with my computer or my phone...both of which belong to my employer! Today I am also sitting in a work space owned by the aforementioned, with the intent of focusing on the project I'm working on; in particular preparing for some upcoming meetings which I have to chair. (by the way...I will be flying to some of those meetings)

But...my progress is slow. I can't seem to find any inspiration and although the answers will come in time(they usually do)right now the creative juices aren't flowing. And so I have decided to use my companies work space, and their computer, and their internet connection to write my blog.

But...my progress is slow. If I spoke from the heart today I can tell you it would be a pretty black post. It would be about "poor me"! I was cleaning up some of my electronic documents today and included in them were several old posts which I had initially created in a word document, usually because I was travelling. I was pleaseantly surprised by some of them. I actually found what seemed like wisdom in a few. Re-reading them unfortunately also made it clear that I haven't taken my own advice in many cases. Which brings me to the heart of the problem doesn't it.

Why not??? I know it's not poor me! I have blessings galore but they just don't seem to satisfy my soul today. Is it because my thinking is messed up, or is my chemistry messed up, is it psychological, physical, genealogical? All around me I see people who have problems I don't have and still they seem to be happy. I feel ashamed that I can't sustain a level of satisfaction relative to the gifts in my life. I need an excuse and I don't have one.

So I best end it there as I'm afraid it already sounds a bit dark. Sorry! I have tentative commitments from a few more "special" guest bloggers who's contributions I hope to receive within the next few days and so you should get a bit of a break from my whining. Of course they say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree so we'll see what we will see....

At least the Internet(at work or at home) makes it easy to find great quotes. Here's another beautiful one...

"The only man who is really free is the one who can turn down an invitation to dinner without giving an excuse."---Jules Renard

"Happiness is always a by-product. It is probably a matter of temperament, and for anything I know it may be glandular. But it is not something that can be demanded from life, and if you are not happy you had better stop worrying about it and see what treasures you can pluck from your own brand of unhappiness."---Robertson Davies

...and I really like this one too. Since it's 4:30 and I already have my blog done I'm gonna try it tonite...

"Happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you."---Nathaniel Hawthorne

love
peter