Back at Work

Well I am back at work after a long vacation. While I was gone they were doing a performance evaluation of one of my coworkers to determine if they can make the cut and be a valuable employee. The evaluation consisted of a bunch of scientific test they needed to do all by themselves to show that they are competent here at the Environmental Protection Agency Science Lab I work at.

I actually started work last Thursday but everyone was gone but my coworker. Friday I worked a bit more and it was only me. So today I kind of feel like is the first day of work because everyone else is here as well. Thursday I thought everything went well for my coworker. I am hoping that she does get a good evaluation and can keep her job, I am on her side.

Unfortunately it seems that she didn't do really well. I discovered today that she messed up both machines she was supposed to use, and miscalculated all her data on what she did get done. I have tried really hard to help her understand things better but I guess it didn't take. This does kind of support my suspicion that she doesn't really listen to much of what I say, or remember it at least.

Anyway she was trying to fix one machine she messed up today and I decided to just let her do it herself. In the end I saw her potentially messing it up more so I lent a hand. That may be an issue she faces, I just can't keep my hands out of work. I really like to help and fix things. My little boy is just the same. I can see why I get frustrated with him. He is just like me!

Well the machine is fixed. I would say that is was mostly my direction that helped it get done. I was working on other things and realized that she was waiting for me (after 2 hours). So I made a suggestion and it going again. Oh well. I really don't have a lot of spite for her, I just wish that she could do better for herself (it would also save me a lot of work).

This morning I had one of my nicer morning. I was able to see all my kids really happy before I headed off to work. I was eating toast with my boy Zach and when I finished mine he said that I needed more so that we could still be eating together. He was enjoying himself as well. That makes me really happy to hear. He also helped my make the orange juice. He really is becoming a lot of fun and quite useful in his desire to help out and to be involved. These nice moments are great to have in light of the really frustrating ones that drive parents crazy. Like last night when he wouldn't pick up his blocks. We tried so many things to help him get going. I guess there was just obstacles we couldn't see for him. It ended up with us really frustrated, him really mad and them him falling asleep in his tears. I guess the line of needed the kid to do it your way and breaking their fragile will's (or hearts) is a hard one to walk.

Parenting does have a lot more benefits then negatives. That helps me keep going in the end.