Where the Wild and Busy Things Are

One of my fave books ever is 'Where the Wild Things Are'. It's one of the few things I fought for in the divorce (the other was the Dyson vacuum...but I digress)

This morning when I got into work there was an email from one of my best and favorite friends, Chelsea. I am posting it here with her permission.

The morning Corissa wore her jogging suit and ran laps of one kind and another Chelsea called her "Busy thing!"
And Corissa said, "I'll call you up!"
But she went to bed without doing her homework.
That afternoon in Corissa's room an office grew And grew And grew until the ceiling was partitioned and the walls became cubicles squared around And a desk folded up with a PC for Corissa and she booted up through Windows and Office
And worked through lunch and almost through the day and ran to the office meeting where the Busy Things are.
And when she came to the conference room where the Busy Things are they lolled in their favorite chairs and drank their caffeinated drinks and blinked their bloodshot eyes and talked to their nearest neighbor
till Corissa said, "Let's Focus!" and silenced them with her laser pointer and well-typed notes following her Power Point and they were impressed and called her the Busiest Thing of all
and named her Supervisor. "And now," Corissa decreed,
"Let the debugging commence!"------Interlude-----Play good debugging music here------
"Now retest!" Corissa cried and sent them back to their cubes without a meal break.
And Corissa the Supervisor of all Busy Things was stressed and wanted to be where someone had a large TV and surround sound and Lord of the Rings on Blu-Ray.
Then from a cubicle across the floor she heard a good soundtrack play and caught a whiff of chocolate so she resigned as Supervisor of where the Busy Things are.
But the Busy Things said, "You can't go- the developers will want to release, you know!"
But if Corissa heard, it didn't show.
The Busy Things lolled in their favorite chairs and drank their caffeinated drinks and blinked their bloodshot eyes and turned to their nearest neighbor but Corissa shut down her computer and said, "Good-bye."
And filled out her time sheet for attending the meeting and working almost all the day and through her lunch

Then found herself back in the twilight of her very own room where she found her cellphone

And she had voicemail.