Dreams and work

I had a weird dream last night that I had gone back to work for the newspaper. It was pretty vivid, too, with me coming into the office and taking back my editor spot at both papers, with the current editor sputtering and freaking out that I had returned.

Now, as much as I loved being a reporter, I am very happy where I am. When I left the paper, I was nervous to start over somewhere else. On top of that, there was the "sell-out factor." If you leave journalism to take a job in PR, you're seen as a sell-out by those still in the newspaper business. Now that I'm on the other side, I see it as an expansion of what I had been doing.

The other point is that Gannett, where I used to work, is in rough financial shape. They're cutting jobs left and right, and there will be more cuts coming by the end of the months. I have the utmost respect for (most) of my former co-workers and I wish them the best, but I can't work someplace that isn't stable.

In dreamland, however, it's fun to go back and hassle the newsroom ...

Naps are good

Difficult meeting today – mainly because I couldn't keep my eyes open.

We had been shooting a video most of the day, and sitting down after 7 hours of walking around hit pretty hard. When I wasn’t in on the discussion, I tried to play with my phone or find something else to distract me.

It didn’t work, though, and I dozed off a few times during the course of the meeting. Hopefully, not too many people noticed. It’s not like I did the full-out snoring (like a certain editor I used to work with), so I’m hoping it wasn’t too obvious.

If it was, I’m sure my fellow Communications Office staffer will be glad to let me know on Monday morning.