The job has had me on the road a lot over the past few weeks. Not like some in my position, who spend countless hours in airports and hotels. I am literally, on the road. Route 90, the New York State Thruway, to be exact. My recent projects have had me doing long hours, several times a week, in Buffalo and Syracuse (with a couple airport trips to Long Island and Boston thrown in to keep things interesting). I am not complaining. Oddly, I am finding the time in the car soothing and balancing, rather than boring or frustrating. I find that the car is my space. My realm.
It can be as noisy, or as quiet as I want it. The mood can be upbeat, or somber. My choice. I can get lost in my thoughts, or simply fire up the Ipod, tuck in behind a good line, and drive. When I took this job, I had a concern about being a road warrior. What it would do to me, my family. Now that I am here, my concerns are less. I still need to manage the impact of time away on my family, but I am starting to think the time on the road is actually good for me. It's an area of balance that was not available to me before. I now have built in time each week to think, sort, plan, veg, smile, frown, vent, absorb, rebuild, and balance. In my own space. That is valuable. That is a job perk that can't be quantified.
I am a road warrior, and it is making me a better man, husband, father.
Friday, July 11, 2008
Road Warrior
Posted by Charlie at 10:15 PM
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That's cool - and I will say that both Bob and I can attest to the fact that when your kids are young there is nothing more fantastic than a few cherished hours with no one needing you. It's amazing how badly you need the break and how quickly you miss it all and can't wait to get back.
Now that our kids are older it's amazing all the time and space we now have...time we were dying for back then! Funny how it all comes back and how you miss those tiring times when your kids kept you hopping. It's all good.
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