Strongly Worded

Temper, temper

This is an observation I just have to share (right now).

So I can be wicked exuberant. Sometimes I get an idea and I want to talk about it/act on it, and it feels essential and urgent. I'll get home after work and want to talk talk talk to OM, before I've even peed, or taken off my coat. While OM loves my exuberance (or claims to), there are times when even he deems it excessive. While blogging, I'm usually loath to invoke SATC, but it's totally like this: remember when Carrie and Aidan move in together before their joint apartment is refurbished, and she walks in the door every night and Aidan peppers her with questions: "Hey gal. What’s up? Where you been and what do you know?" And he's totally overwhelming and all she wants is a few minutes of peace, to regroup? Well, I can be Aidan, even when I'm the one showing up after a long day.

In fact, I can be Aidan anytime. I will be traveling soon for work, and my destinations are on a spreadsheet that I can't always access on our office shared drive. The other day I suddenly needed to googlemap the different stops on my trip, I wanted to book my flight and hotel and get it all sorted out right now, like absolutely immediately. My co-worker had the spreadsheet open and I couldn't access it even after she closed it, which led to my over-enthusiastic suggestion that she email the info to me. I was excited and well-meaning, but I could tell that my behavior was irritating. My co-worker dryly encouraged me to hold off for a while, and I dropped the topic.

Luckily, I am somewhat self-aware, and I try to gauge my "audience" before launching into a tirade, a rave, or a sudden flurry of activity. But tempering enthusiasm and urgency is by definition difficult. And I realize it may come across as tempering tempering tempering - with the sole objective of enduring the five minutes before I can tell you the rest of this story or ask you again about that spreadsheet.

Posted by Dori at 2:16 PM