What a long week, and it still is not over. Monday morning I had a meeting with a Rabbi to discuss planning my sons Bar Mitzvah (who is getting ole him or me?), check, got that on the calendar for one year from now. Now I have to figure out how to pay for Bar Mitzvah lessons, and then to pay for the extravaganza my son deserves. Holy moly, this is insane.
Tuesday I had to go to a client site to meet yet again to discuss HL7 and revisit why their system still will not communicate effectively with our system. Boring, and such a waste of my time, why does it matter I get paid the same? Because I prefer to measure successes, rather than absorbing my paycheck because it is owed to me. Then I was supposed to meet the packers at my office to instruct them on packing for the move planned on Wednesday. Got back to my office to learn the packers have been rescheduled to Wednesday Morning, and the movers for Wednesday afternoon.
Wednesday, got to the office and hte packers were there, yeah one thing went as planned. Then noon came and went, no movers, then we were told 1315, came and went, no movers (not my first rodeo, and not a rodeo I was willing to be late for). Finally somewhere around 1500 they showed up, yeah let’s make it happen capin. They had barely begun when we got a call some prat in the building complained, apparently there is a building rule “no moving furniture during business hours”, are you for real? Yup so the movers took just the boxes, and delivered them to where we are being shipped to (I call it the dump, it is an ancient building that is archaic, antiquated, and smells). Then we get an email from one of the bosses, stating movers are available tomorrow at 1700, who wants to stay late? You can imagine everyone jumped at the chance for what? To stay late and not get paid (no overtime when you are salary). I replied sorry, I am unavailable after 1800, then the next declination to stay late (another salary person), then the next declination (and from the hourly person). Not once did I notice any of the bosses offering to inconvenience themselves (all for the good of the company), finally the last person in the email group (and by my opinion the weakest of the group) piped up and changed her schedule to stay late tomorrow for the movers. SUCKER.
Come Monday I will have the pleasure of driving an additional 30 min to and from work (petrol here is $3.50gal), and I will have to figure out all the boxes, unpack (I was surprised they payed for packers, forget unpacking), reorganize my “stuff”, oh did I mention that at the new location I am sharing an office space with someone else? I will have a little mini desk in a corner to house a computer, two monitors, a telephone, laser printer, etc. There will be no room in the space for the multiple filing cabinets I need, that I will just have to walk elsewhere (and multiple different elsewhere s) to get what I need. Admittedly I have ADHD and are easily distracted, as an experienced adult with this I have learned how to set up productive work environments to be successful in, and having to go anywhere much less multiple where’s is a recipe for disaster. All the while staying current on my previously assigned tasks that allow for absolutely no breathing room (meaning not one moment of spare time while all being crucially time sensitive to the bosses).
Why is it so easy for me to find negative in all of this? I do not like it when all I can find is negativity. That is not the person I like to be.
Life is good, I am employed. Furbies are furry sleeping dreaming about peanut butter treats, feathers are not flying but dreaming of flying. Kids are tucked in bed (I will write about my son another time, today was not good for him either).