Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Temper Tantrums

Dear Lord, help me remember that my co-workers have lives of their own, and that sometimes they bring the bad things that are happening at home to work (but I've NEVER done that..yeah, right). And that sometimes when they throw temper tantrums at me, it really doesn't have anything to do with me.
Thank you for making me a good planner, and for making me organized and (generally) prompt at work. Help me to remember that, despite borderline obsessive planning, I don't always know exactly when things will happen. Help me to also remember that BECAUSE I'm such a good planner, co-workers expect the experiments that I plan and execute to run on specific time tables. Help them to realize that quite often my boss and his decisions throw my plans into disarray, and that when he does that, I cannot, with any confidence, predict what will happen, or when. Help me to help them by not snapping, being short, or taking my frustration on Boss out on Co-Worker, and if I do, remind me to initiate the apology.
Thank you for this job that drives me crazy. It allows me to afford my house, my car, dinner with my friends, and groceries for my shelves.

Sunday, July 29, 2007

This isn't so much a prayer...more a story, but I'll end it with a prayer.

My niece's birthday was last week, she's 2. Her mother decided that for her birthday we should go spend a day playing at a local boardwalk. There's an area where the kids can play in the water, several restaurants, a small aquarium, just a tourist-y kind of place. It ended up being my mother (mom), my sister-in-law (MF), my niece (EF), and MF's mother (SZ) (she's from an Eastern-European nation and doesn't speak English, but she understands a lot, and MF translates). We met up around 2pm. We started at the water, which normally EF would have LOVED, but she wasn't in a very good mood after a 1 hour car ride. We decided that we should have a meal, so we went to Chain Seafood restaurant. MF and I shared the shrimp plate, mom and SZ shared a fish and fries plate, and EF ate a little of all of it. The child ate almost as much as I did, and drank a HUGE glass of water. There was a lady who was making balloon animals, she made EF a NEMO ballon, it was very cute. After lunch, we all felt better, so we went back to the water, and EF had a BLAST. She would run into the sprinkles and water spouts, get soaked, then come back out laughing. She was so cute! We went to the small aquarium, oohed and ahhed at the fish, sharks, and eels, then went back out to the water to play. When we were done with that, MF took EF on the Merry-Go-Round, EF rode a flying pig. Then to a snack place for a funnel cake and some air conditioning. By then it was 6pm, and time to go home. Poor EF was almost asleep before they could get her to the car. I must admit that I was a little apprehensive about how it would work out, but we had soooo much fun together. Plus, with just the women, we had much more fun than if the men had been there. I don't know why this was, but it just was.

So, the prayer:
Dear Lord, thank you for the family. They drive me insane, I don't understand most of the decisions they make, they sometimes are a little judgemental, but thank you for them. Mom has a lung infection, and her breathing is sometimes a little difficult, but she has such a strong spirit. I know that one of these days I will lose my mother, but please don't let it be very soon. She is a very stable force in our family, and we need her.
Thank you for MF, she's so good for my brother, and such a good mom. Thanks for her mom, SZ. She's so great, and such a good 'Nanzi'. It must be hard for her to come here and be away from the rest of her family, but it is good for EF, and good for MF, so please give her peace in her time here. Thank you for the all of the children in my life, my niece and my many friends with children. I don' t know if it is your will for me to have children of my own, but if not, then give me peace with the children you put in my life. Thank you for a wonderful day on Saturday, for the memories we made and the pictures we took, so that one day we can tell EF all about her 2nd birthday on the boardwalk, with Just The Girls. Amen.

Friday, July 27, 2007

Thank you, Lord. My boss has finally gotten over his bad mood toward me, and this afternoon we had an actual civilized and productive conversation. We discussed graphs and data for the paper that Grad Student 1 is working on. We planned for experiments for the next 2-3 weeks, and even had a little bit of humor in there, too. Thank you. Help me remember to cover both his butt and my own next time. Amen

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Thanks

Thank you, God, for days like today. Today, my most pressing thing to do is to email a grad student an already-completed graph so that SHE can run the statistics on it. Also, thank you for boring talks (they break up the day) that serve free pretty decent pizza and sodas. This is about the only time during the week that I drink soda, so it's nice to get a free Diet Dr. Pepper (which I discovered today that I really do like better than regular Dr. Pepper). Thank you for days like today, when I get here at 9:45, eat lunch at 11:45, sit in a talk for 1 hour, then leave early at 4:15. Thank you for days like today, because they refresh me, and help me to remember on hard days why I like my job. Thank you for this job, because as hard as some days are, days like today remind me that I really do, in fact, love my job. Amen.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Why, oh Why?

Dear Lord, why do you allow me to continually make myself look bad over and over again, and to the same people? Every time I think I'm going to redeem myself, I stuff my foot in my mouth AGAIN. How can a loving and caring God allow me to do this time and again? Aren't you supposed to protect fools (and small children...and ships called Enterprise...), even ...especially ... from themselves?? I realize that you cannot perform miracles all the time, but if you could just, I don't know, make me trip, or have someone interrupt me, or have me choke on something, give me a muscle spasm, ANYTHING, to make me stop and think about what I'm about to say or do BEFORE I stuff my foot or leg or hand or arm or any other body part in my mouth, I would be so VERY grateful.

Anyway, Thank you for this job, I really like it, and Thank you for the fact that my talent and capability overshadows the fact that I am occasionally an idiot. And thanks for friends and coworkers that can look through the occasional...ok routine...idiotic and inane things I do. Amen

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

First Try

I hope this is an excercise that will help to bring me peace in my world. That's rather a tall order, I know. I'm not going for World Peace, or national peace, or even regional peace, but rather, for me to be at peace in my chaotic world. So here's a first try, a first prayer from the lab.

Lord, Help me with the one about being a good employee. I know that I am to submit to my master (aka boss, Dr. C) as I would submit to you, but when I am taking the blame for something that wasn't my fault...well, maybe 10% my fault...it can be hard to suck it up and say, "Yes, I'm sorry Dr. C, it won't happen again." Help me to remember that by doing so I am a stronger employee, a more mature Lab Manager, and a more considerate boss of people I manage. In the meantime, Lord, please give me peace with the knowledge that my boss knows that he's being rather unfair in this, and that's what is making him such an @ss this week. Amen

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