Uninspired.
Writing policies has now transformed me into a boring writer. I can’t bring myself to write once I get home.
Now that its on to the second work-stream, now that we are wrapping up the funding bit, the policies creation part is a juggernaut of complexity and tediousness.
I start my day at around 9am. By 9.30am, I am up to my eyeballs in boredom. My mind darts in a million directions, not really focused on the task. And to emphasize the point, Marcel, my project partner, starts singing. And the tediousness of reading lines and lines of  ”law-speak” – which is what I call English written to sound profound and law-like, is starting to get to me.
I think the source of this is coming from the belief that I think our work here will not be of much “use”. By that, its policies. Its going to be filed and chucked in a corner. So there goes our “value creation”. I would much rather work on funding and continue getting ‘no’s from people. Yeap, in a heartbeat.
The more I dig into this, the more I see that policies are just that. Because things that are written in right there in front of my eyes are not really applied in the everyday life at my workplace. Its a vortex of de-motivation as I get more reassured that the work I am doing here isn’t going to be that practical.
But maybe its finding that balance between purely administrative blah blah and something practical. To put it simply of course.
So there. And with that, we wrap up the day, got into our Chevy Spark to drive home. And we actually got lost. After 5 weeks of going to and from work. So at least I got a chance to roll my eyes and have some entertainment for the day.
