The remains of Friday's meal. An empty pizza box, a pile of bones and and almost empty bottle of wine with a funny name. The week was brutal because we were shorthanded at work with two people on vacation and a team of bean counters in to observe. I had to pick up a few pieces that I really didn't want to and consequently had a rough, tiring week and finally just said "no more" on Friday and did my best, but took care of my own duties first instead of trying to cram them into a smaller time slot later in the morning. The bean counters had very nice things to say about me, both to my face and to my boss and the PM.
Then my boss asked me to change my nonscheduled day from Saturday to Monday becasue she needed me on Saturday. Not my problem that they don't have people trained for the myriad of jobs I cover. I was TIRED. My boss was not there on Friday (she had two days off to play golf this week...)so she called in and told the interim boss that she was going to have to "force people". The PM happened to be walking by and I called him over and told him what was going on and that I did not want to be forced in, that if they needed people there were plenty of people junior to me (5 to be exact) that should be brought in first. He agreed. Once they worked it out, he came back to tell me and asked me why she would force me, as a senior employee, anyway. It's because I can do almost every job in there. "So she can use you and abuse you?" he asked. Yup. Nice reward for the good job I did all week.
So that is why there was no commentary this week and why there was eating with fingers and drinking of wine for dinner last night. It put the week to REST.
I'm a notorious procrastinator. Can I really stick to the project? Can I post one photo a day for 365 days? The pressure is almost unbearable.
(I DID IT! I stuck to the original project and in 2010 I took two photographs every day, for two different groups! I'm going to continue to add 365 photos per year to this blog, but they probably will not be taken on consecutive days. That is too much to ask...)
Saturday, June 19, 2010
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And, rest is what it sounds like you need. You know, in a way, it couldn't be more opportune that the PM was there when your boss pulled that crap. Now, someone higher up knows what is going on.
ReplyDeleteGo tend your hostas and relax. I just bought a new one this week, Paul's Glory. Today is planting day for that and a couple of daylilies that I also bought.
that is exactly right. They see the light, or a little glimmer.
ReplyDeleteI iimagine you both in your gardens, me I am going for a hike, goal - mushrooms
Paul's Glory is a nice one! I planted three hostas this morning, Gypsy Rose, Sarah Jane and Rippled Honey. I cleared out a space in one bed that needed updating and tomorrow I will plant. I played with my grandkids and shared a bottle of wine with my husband, on the porch at the farm. The rest of the day is mine, to do whatever I want. I am staying at the farm tonight and am going to enjoy the solitude.
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