So. I say “I’m sorry” more than just about anyone I know. This week it’s because I got scheduled for a trip out of state and because of it ended up in overtime and unable to work my remaining scheduled shifts.
This overtime wasn’t my fault, but it still had me saying I’m sorry and trying to work around it. I didn’t get work done in my department and now someone else with an already full plate is having to do my work.
I’m trying to pretend I don’t feel guilty because this wasn’t my fault. I didn’t do the scheduling or voluntelling to go on a trip for work. But I still feel guilty. Don’t get me wrong, I was stoked to go where we went. I was stoked to learn more about this company I work for and options for services for our customers. But I had no idea it was happening until it popped on my schedule.
I am always sorry for something, but I’m trying not to be for this one. Because this wasn’t my fault. Not that I’m laying blame at anyone’s feet, just pointing out this wasn’t my fault so I don’t have to be sorry.
I’m trying not to be. And I’m … mostly … succeeding.
my inner journeys 