I feel like I need to write, but I don’t know what to write.
Still going through the motions. It was nice to see my boys at work. I said that I wouldn’t like the decisions my coordinator would make, and I was right. I’ll roll with them and be supportive. He wants to divide our kids up and do focused mentoring. I got to pick first and I chose my favourite. Then the next day, I changed my mind because he is a prodigy with music, and my coordinator is able to nurture that. They both can pick up an instrument and figure it out in minutes.
The Director of Funding was at the office waiting for me the other day. She used to have her office in our building, but she was moved. Before I left for my holiday, I told her about the letter I wrote and might send to the board of directors and to all of our funders. She came to see it. Her personal email isn’t working. We have a secret rendezvous on Tuesday morning. They just fired the Director of Finance. The Executive Director will replace him with someone from her previous nonprofit. As she does. She is consolidating control over our funding. We can’t see our money, touch our money directly, or talk to our own funders directly which is all a violation of our SPA contracts. One of the coordinators in my office saw that 30k went missing from her funding right before they stopped sending us our cash flows for “restructuring.” She is pressing them for answers, which they are dragging out. She is going to get fired. I suspect this because the Youth Manager asked me if I would consider being a Coordinator of a different program, hinting that an opening is coming. Once again, I declined and chose my kids. This is the second time I turned down a promotion and chose my program.
The Director of Programs is not giving my program back our grandfather drum. This is disturbing the people in my office who live and breathe our traditions. One of them gave her the teaching about it. It is not a piece of office equipment; my program has a responsibility here. I don’t see why every program needs their own drum. First of all, only two of us have a grandfather drum. Second of all, we are independently funded because we are independent programs. The new ED and her network are trying to centralize everything, but that’s not how this works.
Whatever, I don’t even want to care. I have had brain fog all week. I just want to lie in bed today, but I have a shift. Tomorrow I have a brunch with the girls. Followed by a bridal shower. Then dinner with a friend. I booked something for myself on Monday, but I will reschedule. I want my plate that day empty. I’ll lie in bed all day. I have a lot I need to think about anyway.
At least I get to see my boys today. While my coordinator was on holiday, which was the week before mine, I rushed some of the kids through so they could join us at group programs. We will see how they get along. I already have a headache.
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