While I Was Sleeping #2

Last week, I started a new little series on my site. In case you missed it, I was feeling very low after just over a week of meecrowahvey treatments and Ben took some time out to support me. He asked me to spend time…

…thinking about all of the things that make me smile, make me happy. He recommended trying to think of things I can enjoy now, even though I am ill, but also things that have added meaning and joy to my life in the past, and things I can daydream about being able to enjoy again in the future.

Ben

So this week I have been thinking about something that has brought meaning and joy to my life in the past, and that I am looking forward to again in the future:

WORK

…and…

THE COMMUTE TO/FROM WORK

It’s ironic, because in reality the two hours journey to work and the two hours home from work was actually really tough. But I did it! I did it every week day without grumbling. I think perhaps I am romanticising it in my mind now. But I have spent so much time on my own while I have been ill, I am actually longing to have the experience of commuting to Canary Wharf. I never thought I would feel this way!

I have officially left work. My last was a couple of weeks ago. I have not been into our offices for many months. We were all mostly working from home throughout the Pandemic. I did have to travel to some of our branches, but our Head Office was like a ghost town for round fifteen months.

I do enjoy work. Sometimes it is challenging, and can be stressful. But overall, I loved my job, I enjoyed my mind being occupied and the satisfaction that resulted in getting things done.

When they realized that the naughty little lump they had found in my back had been growing and was becoming a bigger problem than first anticipated, I was persuaded to cut my work hours down. Later, I had to go officially on sick leave, although I did continue to work on things to help my boss out. Last week, I did some work for my boss, even though I have officially left the company. I was pleased to do it.

It might sound odd – but I am dreaming about going back to work in the future. It will be a new job, and it will most likely be in Chicago. It makes me happy to think of returning to the buzz of work.