WIthin the first month of moving in, a neighbor wanted to talk to me. I think I was walking towards the trash dumpster when he found me. I tensed up. I knew I had done something wrong. I actually was relieved that it wasn’t me – it was my contractor. He had used their electricity when mine burnt out. I offered to pay and to tell the contractor not to do that again but never heard anything about it.
Yet at the moment I wondered – is this going to be like work? Where your supervisor always has something to say? Usually negative – or at least that is what I assume whenever I”m called to the office. I wondered if I moved into a place like work.
In truth, I have enjoyed many jobs but not all. The one thing I could never get is office politics so the answer to my ponder is yes, it is like work. You may get along with some coworkers and not others. You will have to be in meetings together. Someone may put fish in the microwave and stink up everything.
The worse part of work I could never figure out is how some bosses couldn’t see when they were being brown nosed and that person really wasn’t working at all. It even happened once when I was the boss. Someone under me was bossing around the young women under him and to me, it didn’t seem like he was doing his share so I fired him. Yet, he schmoozed some other people on the project who then hired him for future projects. I could see the truth but they didn’t. I see that in cohousing, some people are so charming, they get away with less workshare. Some people are so enthralling that some go along with their beliefs even if their gut may have told them it wasn’t right, at first.
For me, I’m a very sensitive person, obviously, at work. I worry about being criticized or fired. So, I should have known that I wouldn’t really enjoy the aspects of oohousing that are like work. That I would cringe if someone wanted to talk – worried about what and assume I’d done something wrong. I would feel that pit in my stomach like in the movie Office Space when the boss, Bill, says yeah or smacks his lips with coffee and is about to say something. (I’ll try to put a link if that’s allowed).
So, I should have known that if I don’t like work, why would I want to take it home? 24/7? Isn’t home where you can relax? Isn’t it where you forget the office politics? So, if work is your home too, there is no break. Maybe that’s why senior cohousing does so well – all retired people!
So, yeah, if you could keep reading my blog, that would be great!