One thing

There is a host of things going on in my mind. I have a lot of work to do in a short week. I am hosting a cookie baking and exchange tomorrow and there may be freezing rain. I have all of my weekend work, normally done over two days, crammed into Sunday. I am participating in National Novel Writing Month and while currently on track, will have to make up time next week. We are hosting Thanksgiving and that prep work needs to get done, including the final email that tells people when to actually show up. I need to get back to the gym because I haven’t been in a week, and at best will get back on Tuesday.

But I am not thinking about these things. I am thinking about the meeting I had this afternoon where I got reprimanded. It was appropriate. I had made a statement in a previous meeting that overstepped my bounds. It was made as a way to defend my  territory, so to speak, but it was careless in that it did so in a way that was dismissive to someone else. Duing the conversation, I could feel myself flush and had to severly school myself and my emotions just to process the moment. As the conversation continued it became clear that this resulted from a misunderstanding on both of our parts: that I was not actively not trying to exlude a (junior!) co-worker, in fact I have plans already present to team teach, and that my responsibilities were not being poached.

It made me feel better, but it doesn’t change the fact that I made a gross misstatement, the result of which means that I need to make a public apology next Tuesday if I have any sense of professionalism and class. This was one hell of a learning experience and a mistake I will not make again.