The Deal in These Foolish Things

(see previous couple of entries for backstory on me quitting my high-paying yet life-sucking job)

So, we came to an agreement. I officially resigned, but I gave her ONE month.

One month of semi-effort, full lunch breaks and leaving the office ON TIME. One month will give me more than a month and a half extra savings. One month will buy me some time for the job hunt (not that I will do that on the job, but I certainly won’t be working as frantically as I have been). One month to sort some things out. One month to feel human again.

Of course, I won’t feel fully human until I don’t have to go to that office anymore and listen to her patronizing tone.

And who knows - she may ask me to leave after one week (or even tomorrow!). But I’m done with this shit.

And you know what the really interesting part is? I think she’s going to take some advice I gave her yesterday about having a VP over both Design and Product Development and promote my counterpart to that role (even though she speaks sooooo poorly of my counterpart behind her back). She told me that’s her plan (of course, after I suggested it - haha - sure, it can be your idea, bitch). Maybe something I’ve said will sink in?

I also think I’ll probably be less fearful over the next few weeks because what do I have to lose?

I feel like I’m getting the old Ginger SNAP back!

I also feel like writing again!

Tired now. Going to bed. It’s been a long few weeks/months.
GS