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Not handling it

7/23/2013

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Sometimes when there’s just way too much to do, it’s good to just take a step back from it all…which is what I’m doing.  One would think their last week of work would be more of a winding down, considering I gave them 1 months’ notice.  But no…it’s a mad dash, just days before I leave to find an internal
replacement. You know what?  They are now going heavily after the only person I mentioned the day I gave my notice as a viable replacement.  This is after they put 5 different (internal) people through three rounds of interviewing.  It’s a smaller place of business, so now those candidates see what’s going on with the other person, and are going WTF?!  We, of course, haven’t spoken to them, yet.  The way we choose to do things here is just borderline ridiculous sometimes.  It’s also exceptionally maddening in that we are apparently willing to pay whatever and break up duties to get someone in my position.  Funny, how none of that was there when it was me doing it all.  I’m also getting bombarded with requests from every department for me to do things before I leave, when they should be going to the 4, yes 4, different people they are having me train on different aspect of my job.  I’m going to be glad to be out of here….just 3 ½ days!

So, as I mentioned before my unplanned tirade, I’m taking a few minutes to escape by doing this blog. We are just days away from the move, but we really are unprepared.  We still have a ton of packing to do, etc.  Brian seems to be in his own little world of “it’s all going to be fine.” Hmmm….  I wonder how everything always ends up being fine?  While he’s a Hooters tonight (for real), I’ll be packing, and hosting Ryne’s going away party.  Good times.  That’s not really a fair representation of his contributions, but I am stressed…very stressed.

Caleb was very excited about having a going away party.  He had me invite his baseball team, and then he invited 6-8 kids from the day camp he goes to. 
Sunday (day of party) came around and we had only heard back from one
person, whose son was going to be out of town.  We hadn’t rec’d one RSVP. 
Caleb was going crazy all day.  He would break into fits of panic and crying, while I told him, most people don’t seem to RSVP anymore.  The party start time came about, and there were no kids….  It was one of the most upsetting things I’ve ever witnessed; Caleb was beyond inconsolable, stating nobody likes him, etc.  Usually I can calm him down, but he was ½ an hour into it, when someone pulled up.  A brother of one of the kids from Cal’s ball team showed up.  He said he figured the invite was for him, as he knew Cal from school. Thank God.  And I do mean it: thank God!  Caleb and his little buddy had a blast.  I’m bothered by people’s lack of courtesy, though…..All those people and nobody bothered to get in touch with us.  Email, phone, text…kinda easy these days.

As mentioned earlier, Ryne’s party is tonight.  Dear God… I think he’s
having like 10 boys over or something like that.  It’ll be chaos, but a good chaos.  The boys are a good group of kids.  I’m just hoping nothing within the
house gets destroyed this close to our moving.  I’d like to see my deposit again 
 :)  The boys are again getting upset about the move.  We’ve seen lots of tears again.  I don’t blame them.  It’s hard. It’s hard for me and Brian, too. I honestly don’t know that we are doing the right thing….  I just keep thinking it would be harder to move them in another year or two, than it is now.  I just wish I had a better feeling about the whole thing.  It’s weird to think that we will be in Vancouver next week.  It seems like it’s a lifetime away, with all that’s going to transpire between now and then.  I haven’t even gotten a hold of any friends to let them know we’re going to be there.  I just feel so distant from it all.  Hopefully I’ll snap out of it, once I’ve stepped away from this job and gotten back to the West Coast.

I know this blog hasn’t been very uplifting.  Sorry for that.  I know things will be better…better soon.  It’s just being in this moment right now that’s hard.

Wishing you a good day,

Jen


 
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    Jen

    Age 47
    Married 24 years
    2 boys, 18 & 15
    email: diariesofafatass@gmail.com


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