{"id":25994,"date":"2018-11-16T20:33:35","date_gmt":"2018-11-17T02:33:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.davidmcelroy.org\/?p=25994"},"modified":"2018-11-16T20:36:57","modified_gmt":"2018-11-17T02:36:57","slug":"lucys-fun-afternoon-at-my-office-reminds-me-that-work-needs-play","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/?p=25994","title":{"rendered":"Lucy\u2019s fun afternoon at my office reminds me that work needs play"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lucy-BPR-front-desk.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-25995\" src=\"http:\/\/www.davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lucy-BPR-front-desk.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"460\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lucy-BPR-front-desk.jpg 920w, https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lucy-BPR-front-desk-300x196.jpg 300w, https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lucy-BPR-front-desk-768x501.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 460px) 100vw, 460px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>If you had stopped at the office of Bluff Park Realty in Birmingham, Ala., Friday afternoon, you might have met a furry new worker. Lucy is now trained in greeting customers at the front counter. She earned her treats and she had a good time.<\/p>\n<p>I knew things would be slow on the Friday before Thanksgiving, so it was a good day for her to have a fun trip out. I was in the office for only four hours, so it was long enough for her to have a break from her normal routine but not so long that she would be unhappy.<\/p>\n<p>I think both of us had fun.<\/p>\n<p>I grew up believing that work was fun. I was excited about the things I planned to do &#8212; things other people consider work &#8212; and it never occurred to me that work could be boring. Having Lucy around this afternoon left me thinking about what changed for me along the way &#8212; and about what still needs to change.<\/p>\n<p><!--more-->I saw work as a creative thing. I don&#8217;t just mean artistic creation. I mean it in the sense of creating companies and creating wealth and inventing the future &#8212; building my own empire. Work was about doing things that hadn&#8217;t been done before. There are a dozen different things which I seriously wanted to do with my life, because everything seemed exciting.<\/p>\n<p>For me, good work was fun &#8212; <em>because achievement was fun.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Maybe it&#8217;s just symbolic, but it seems as though that changed when I was working in politics. Once I started political consulting, I made more money than ever &#8212; but the work meant nothing. There were parts of it that I enjoyed &#8212; especially the parts related to competing and winning &#8212; but for the most part, I was just doing something boring because I was paid a lot of money to do it.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lucy-on-way-to-office.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright wp-image-25997\" src=\"http:\/\/www.davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lucy-on-way-to-office.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"250\" height=\"293\" srcset=\"https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lucy-on-way-to-office.jpg 500w, https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lucy-on-way-to-office-256x300.jpg 256w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 250px) 100vw, 250px\" \/><\/a>Before I got into politics, I was still striving and scheming about bigger things all the time, not just to survive or be paid for something someone else wanted. I worked very long hours &#8212; when nobody else was paying me &#8212; simply because my dreams were so exciting.<\/p>\n<p>I think that&#8217;s the connection I&#8217;m drawing to Lucy&#8217;s visit today. She was excited about the trip just as soon as we headed to the car. (That\u2019s her in the car on the way to the office.) I realize that a dog doesn&#8217;t do abstract thinking in the way way that you and I do, but she wasn&#8217;t trying to please anybody. She was just experiencing the pure joy that comes from expressing herself in a new way.<\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s what I used to bring to my work. I was like an excitable puppy on each new day and each new project. Yes, I had terrible days at times. I got exhausted and was unhappy at times. But, overall, I had boundless determination &#8212; and I had fun in the long-term sense &#8212; because I believed I was going somewhere worth going.<\/p>\n<p>Somehow, I lost track of my desire to create. Maybe I lost faith in myself because I was immersed in the political cess pool. Maybe I got so lost in making that six-figure political income that I forgot why I had ever wanted to create big things. And then when I got off track for so long &#8212; spending 20 years in politics &#8212; I was so badly off course that I didn&#8217;t know how to get back when I finally left the cess pool.<\/p>\n<p>I have to find the joy that I used to feel about work. We spend the majority of our waking hours on earning a living. Something is wrong if we spend most of the week counting down the days until the weekend &#8212; when we can do things we care about and avoid the things we&#8217;re simply being paid to do.<\/p>\n<p>By the end of Lucy&#8217;s time at the office today, she was getting ready to go home. By about 4:45 p.m., she was sitting just outside my office and giving me the look &#8212; see it below &#8212; which tells me it&#8217;s time to move on.<\/p>\n<p>If you&#8217;re doing the right things with your life, work is fun. At least, that&#8217;s been my experience. I need to get back to that point &#8212; the one at which chasing goals with someone you love can be enough to make you excited to get up in the morning.<\/p>\n<p>I really miss feeling that way about work.<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Note:<\/strong> All three of the pictures of Lucy here can be enlarged to a bigger size with a click or tap. Go ahead. She&#8217;s a gorgeous and sweet lady who deserves to be appreciated.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lucy-tired-at-work.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-25996\" src=\"http:\/\/www.davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lucy-tired-at-work.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"460\" height=\"323\" srcset=\"https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lucy-tired-at-work.jpg 920w, https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lucy-tired-at-work-300x211.jpg 300w, https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lucy-tired-at-work-768x539.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 460px) 100vw, 460px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>If you had stopped at the office of Bluff Park Realty in Birmingham, Ala., Friday afternoon, you might have met a furry new worker. Lucy is now trained in greeting customers at the front counter. 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