BTW: The above picture, though not cartoon-ish, is by B. Kliban. He's the artist that has done all the other pictures I've posted lately. Anyway, this picture is from his book, Cat; I love this book, and to this day, its pages can always make me laugh out loud when I'm not talking to myself.
I met a deadline at my new-old work. I’m exhausted. I thank everyone who was rooting for me (mentioning Melissa, Jeff, Anne, Brenda, and TomS).
I bumped into a friend tonight. I told him about meeting the deadline. I said I wasn’t really happy with the output, because they gave me three weeks to right the wrongs of nine months; I had only created a better piece of okayness.
I told him that after working last weekend and non-stop since I had been there, all I really wanted someone to say was, “Gee, this is so much better than it was.” He told me not to hold my breath and that’s what the paycheck was for. I knew what he was trying to say, and he was probably right.
But, to me, the words were far more valuable than the paycheck. Actually, in most situations, attention was far greater than any monetary gift. I checked my new-old job email; there were no "Wow, that's incredible" or "You totally rock, Girl" responses in reply to my “Here’s the book after only three weeks” email.
I think my friend was right. My paycheck would be my reward. The support and encouragement from my friends would always be the gift. ♥
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