Sifting Out Priorities
I’m really struggling with what to write as I sit here at my computer, Seabird playing in the background, a cat sitting in the hallway after having decided for the second time my lap was not a good spot for a snooze. Part of that lies with some job-related frustrations. My husband patiently took an ear full as we put groceries away upon my return home Monday evening. I spilled out how a co-worker moved a project from “Priority Level One” to “Meh, It’s Not That Urgent” before sliding back into “Priority Level Do It Now”. Now I know I should have followed up after the “Meh” missive, but I seized the opportunity to get a few smaller things done over the quieter holiday season. And now I feel like I’m being smacked soundly upside the head for my mistake.
It’s hard, isn’t it, to work with others? They want you to place the same level and urgency on their projects while you wish they would see how important and urgent your work is, too. It’s a dance that doesn’t get anyone anywhere, leaves everyone frustrated, and doesn’t boost morale in the slightest.
As such I now find myself wondering how I would want my co-worker to respond to me if our roles were reversed, if I was in their shoes and they were now in mine and I was (most likely unintentionally) making them want to pull their hair out. For one, I would ask for patience, for their questions to be voiced to help clarify what truly needed to be done and when. And grace – I would ask for much grace and mercy as I worked to get my feet under me. Because what I hope they would realize (and I still forget this more than I would like) there is often more going on behind the scenes than they can see from their position.
And somehow, marvelously, that brings a measure of peace, of rest even though the problem has yet to be properly resolved.
Now if only it brought with it a good ending for today’s blog post.