The Three of Me...
I sometimes feel that I have a multiple split personalities.
There is the work me, the mom and wife me and the friend me.
Typically, they manage to co-exist without too much friction, but there are times when I don’t get along well with any of the “me-s”.
The Work Me
She is dedicated, hardworking and loyal. She takes pride in doing a job well, likes to be busy and usually works well with others. She is mature, confident, respectful and tactful. Her greatest strengths include her high level of organization, multi-tasking skills and her ability to keep her mouth shut. She is well skilled at cutting through corporate red tape and getting to the heart of what needs to be done. Her greatest accomplishments include not managing to kill her sales team or verbally assaulting her co-workers.
She’s done well in her career, but looks forward to doing better, learning more and climbing higher.
The Mom and Wife Me
She is honest, sincere, warm and caring. She takes pride in her family and home. She is fiercely protective of them – even when they manage to push her buttons on a daily basis. She is well skilled at balancing her time between her son and husband and their respective interests and needs. She has fantastic mediation skills and uses them often. She can “hear” what is being said, without really “listening” and does well at feigning sincerity when faced with quality time with her husband and The History Channel. Her greatest accomplishments include staying sane.
She loves her family immensely, but looks forward to quality time…alone.
The Friend Me
She is loyal, honest, fun-loving and caring. She expects the same from her friends, but is sometimes disappointed by their actions. Regardless of how disappointed she may be, she accepts and supports them and the decisions they make. She loves to entertain and her parties are legendary.
She’s had friendships that have come and gone. Some, she was sad to see depart from her life and others that she celebrated when they were gone. Although, she has plenty of friendships, only a few remain close to her heart.
She also knows that some of her best friends have yet to be introduced to her and when that time comes, she looks forward to getting to know them.
What is the point of this point? I don’t have one. I’m just me.
“Where ever I am, I always find myself looking out the window wishing I was somewhere else.”