Monday, March 26, 2012

Counting blessings

After a long road trip by myself to Southern California over the weekend to give a talk to 600 admitted students and their parents and to participate the very first alumni association mixture in Long Beach, I arrive back to Monterey after mid night on Sat.  The talk was well-received, talking to alums were pleasant and I did find time to visti Bowers Museum and had a fantastic lunch. Felt tired on Sunday, I slept much longer and had a very low energy.  It was hard to drag myself to office on Monday morning, so many tasks waiting to be done and many decisions to be made.  I felt deflated.

Walking off the parking lot, I tried to boost my morale by counting my blessings, the rewarding work, caring people around me, comfortable life-style, enviable location to work, live and play.  There is little to complain. Try to follow the suggestions by one of the Harvard Business Review talk: have enough sleep, prioritize the time so the most important tasks are done, exercise and eat well.  Life can be pleasant and productive if one has the long term vision and day-to-day discipline.  Well, I do have those, so MOVE ON and seize the day!

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Intoxicated with work

Often I drove to CALMAT in the break of dawn, the mist of Monterey Bay invigorated me on the 75-mile journey.  I started greeting all the colleagues right after I arrive, start a series of meetings, some arranged long time ago, some Catherine put in a few minutes while she can find a spot. Students, faculty, managers, officials, partners, job seekers, and sponsors. Typically the few moments of back-to-back meetings overwhelmed me, I have to think hard to recall who is the person yakking away in front me with the total believe that I know the complete content. I walked around the facility to make sure everything is OK and everyone is taken care of.  At lunch, I took a quick walk to the little primitive convenience store close the bus station, had a cheap one dollar coffee and smell some downtown silicon valley air.  The focus of the day usually is my lecture.  Trying to give the audience my hundred and ten percent, at seven pm, I was completed drained and exhausted after twelves hours of non-stop action.  On the way home, I often feel intoxicated, almost the same sensation as ten shots of vodka. It is startling, yet devilish enjoyable, that the work has this intriguing effect on me.   After all these years, I start to be grateful about my work.  I guess I am very fortunate to find a job that is engaging, enjoyable and even intoxicating.

Living the dreams

I used to just nod politely saying "just fine", when people ask me "how are you doing?".  I decided to change that. ...