I packed my bags last night, pre-flight. Zero hour: 4 p.m.
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then. This will be my last daily blog, for a
while at least! Christmas and all the various sundries attached to it needs my
attention right now. Spending an hour trying to think of something to write,
and rewriting it is a time killer. Not that I haven’t enjoyed sharing
myself with all of you daily, but it’s not easy trying to think of things to
write about every single day. I mean, even my
life isn’t that exciting.
Today I am wrapping up another month here at the office.
There are so many small things to do that quickly adds up to a massive pile. My
options are finish it out, or burn it. Since my clients tend to get upset when
I burn their requests, I just process. It never fails that at 4:50, on the last
day of the month, which also happens to be a Friday, there will be one person
who calls me with an emergency. They sit on this stuff until it is almost too
late, and then dump it on my plate. This is highly annoying, but also par for
the course.
Soon enough, I might be beating the streets begging for any
old job I can find. Turns out, since September my boss has been in dealings
with another agency in town. The plan is for our office to merge with theirs. I
have suspected this for a long time. But the issue is it will be happening by
the end of the coming month. The
building we are in has sold, and the new owners really want to move in ASAP. To
stay in compliance with my boss’s sterling reputation, he has kept quiet about
the entire process. When the owners of the other company stopped by for a
closed door meeting, we knew the jig was up.
One of my coworkers asked the Office Nazi what was going on.
He told her that our competitor stopped by because he was buying the furniture.
Our old broken down, held together on
hopes and prayers furniture? Not likely. That’s like telling a 10 year old the
reason Santa’s beard is lopsided, his breath smells like whiskey, and he sounds
exactly like Uncle Al, is because Uncle Al is Santa. We aren’t that stupid. I’m
insulted you think I would even fall for that. My placement here hangs in the
balance. It’s nerve wracking. But I’m not forcing my hand. I am waiting for the
announcement to make the decision as to what I will be doing. My resume is all
over the immediate area. If a company is hiring, then I have applied for it. I
like to be proactive. But the hour is getting late, and I really hate to be on
unemployment. I’m hoping everything works out for the best, but I am planning for
trying times. The Hubby and I have discussed selling the house and moving into
a trailer behind his parents’ house. But
the only way I could do that is if I was barefoot, pregnant, in the kitchen,
and was bat shit crazy. Since I only usually qualify for the in the kitchen
part, we will have to come up with a different plan.
HUGE thanks for reading all month long! 400 more page views and I will have reached
10,000 views!!!! That is simply amaze-balls! 1979 page views for November
alone. Thanks to every single person out there who reads and passes my page on.
I heart you.
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