Last Now First

As I sat in my cubicle at work at 6pm last night, a co-worker came into my office and reminded me that it was Friday and that I should go home. It was then that I realized I had started to revert to my old ways.
 
Good grief, Marj, he's right. What the heck are you doing here???

I punched out and shut down my computer. When the little voice inside my head told me that I still had more to do, I forced myself to keep heading to the locker room

This weekend you have to pay attention to YOU, Marj!!!

Why do I keep putting myself last? Why do I feel like I have to perform better at work? I'm already working my butt off and then some!!! When I receive any kind of criticism from my manager or co-workers, why do I feel so driven to do better when I'm already killing myself? What does that say about me?

Time to let go of perfectionistic tendencies...

Sure I want to be good at what I do; however, I cannot keep beating myself up about being human. There is only so much I can do. At some point, I have to get some perspective on where work falls in my life. If I drop the ball on a couple of things like paperwork and filling out forms, I have to get over it. That's all there is to it.

So the rest of this weekend is dedicated to me. I have to write this or say it out loud so I do it. Some friends want to get together and do something. How can I when I have not given enough time to myself?

And on that note, I'm starting my Me Time now...