So. As of today, I’ve been a project manager for one month. Just wow. I still can’t quite get my head around it. Here’s what I’ve learned:
I can work anywhere. I have a beautiful cubicle in Bldg. C, with a view of a small pond. But I’m rarely there. Who needs a cubicle?
Meetings. The backbone of PM work, it seems.
Getting the work done matters; counting hours doesn’t.
There are no shortcuts. Sigh.
Every project has unseen layers or wrinkles. Stay alert to changes.
You might have to report out to the department director or the Board of County Commissioners. Eek!
It’s okay to not know everything. Ask questions. Learn.
PM work is 90% people, aka relationships, and 10% technical.
I don’t take notes for meetings. This, folks, has me completely flummoxed. This was like 99% of my old position for all kinds of meetings. My boss, the second nicest man in the world, does it for me. What in the world?! I almost cried when he offered to do it. Such a servant heart.
“You can’t concentrate and ask questions if you’re trying to write down what people are saying,” he said.
He’s right. Though I still jot stuff down, because I’m me.
The work ebbs and flows. It’s okay to do other stuff while you wait for it to work its way back toward you. Other staff need to do their part. Patience, grasshopper. I think maybe that’s part of what I was learning at my last job when I had no work to do for months on end. What do you do with eternity?!
Meanwhile, less than 3 weeks of school remains. June 19 is the last day. Yippee! I’ve got a draft of the huge page for the public policy theory class, posted for peer review and feedback. Once I get that, I can post the final paper in the week 10 space. But that review post is for week 9, and the classes are in week 8. It’s a waiting game for people to post so I can respond. Which means more patience. And I have one more assignment to do for the PM class. I have 2 discussion posts to create and put up for week 10, plus responses for others’ posts. Then I’m freeeee! I’m thisclose to being completely done with the master’s degree. Can’t hardly wait.
The days are starting to trend nicer, maybe not completely sunny each day, but at least partly. Also, dry. This means more running and more walking. It means more daylight and lots of flowers, hillsides spangled with daisies and California poppies. It means slowing down to breathe and watch the clouds crawl, scuttle or soar, depending on their mood.
It’s almost the end of a very long day. The shadows lengthen and the birds are singing evening songs. The sun is starting to set on this schooling season. I wonder what will come next?
Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus. – Philippians 4:6-7