Started this entry yesterday (Hump Day) and picking it back up where I left off…
It’s been a day so far. I am feeling like Boss is reading my diary and he’s kind of avoiding me lately. He’s going to be in Europe for two weeks after this week, and he didn’t even tell me this - not that he has to tell me everything, but I had a HUGE meeting/event planned and need for him to be in attendance and he’ll be gone so I had to completely reschedule. He’s pretty much out of pocket. He had a budget meeting during the time when we were supposed to have our weekly meeting, so he canceled, but I have a ton of things I need to discuss with him!
You know that means bad things when your boss starts avoiding you. Ugh. And I’m not quite done with my project! I have more stuff to put together. I have more things I need for him to review and approve. I have to get this put to rest and then I can work on moving on.
Budget meetings can mean a couple of things. I know costs need to be cut, but my category/team is exceeding our budget plan for the year, so who knows. But I have also worked in somewhat of a vacuum the last few months, so it would be easy to cut me now that the meat of my product line is complete and my designs are being put into production. Not trying to be all doom and gloom, but you’ve seen how things have been going with Boss lately.
Best Bud continues to be on the hunt for new opportunities, and she guesses that we probably have until July to get all of our ducks in a row before “they” start making big changes.
Why do I always feel under the gun?
It’s funny. When I was engaged to a wealthy man who told me I never would need to work again if I didn’t want to after we were married, I was SO secure with my job situation. I could relax and not even worry if I was going to lose my job. Yet THAT’S when I seemed to perform my best! Sure, I like a little pressure to keep me going strong, but when I’m not OVERstressing about what would happen if I lost my job tomorrow, it left so much more mental space to enjoy the journey and hit a nice stride.
I wish I could feel that way, but the punch in the gut of losing my job way back in 2009 still aches a bit, and I remembered recently that I was unemployed back then for 10 months. And that’s scary!
It’s Thursday now and I’m feeling a little better. What a difference a day makes, I suppose…but not really.
And omigosh, it’s now the end of the workday and time to take my happy ass along with my dog’s happy ass home! Where did this day go?! I’m gonna go but I really want to finish this entry by tonight. More later…
Mmmmkay. I’m home now, had dinner, walked dog and tucked neatly into bed to finish this entry.
Tonight on my walk with the dog, we encountered something we hadn’t before. In the little park across from my building is a dog “relief” area where several apartment building residents take their dogs for potty breaks. I don’t always take Martini over there, but I did tonight.
Martini and I were minding our own business when a woman and her giant German Shepherd come into the area, and the GS is not on a leash and looking pretty rambunctious. The dog does its business and then starts going nuts over MY dog - and that freaks me out a LOT since I’d just read an article about aggressive dogs.
Martini gets nervous and I pick her up and the woman says, “she just wants to play.” Meanwhile, her dog is going NUTS.
To which I answer, “You really need to keep your dog on a leash.”
She says, “she IS on a leash, it’s an e-collar.”
But I don’t wait. I’m already halfway out of the park when I call back, “that’s not cool!”
Now. I don’t know. I don’t have any experience with e-collars except that I understand them to be SHOCK collars - whatever. But anything that is not some kind of cord that goes from you to your dog is NOT a LEASH in my book!
Don’t forget, last summer I was bitten by a dog on a leash that got tangled up around me because of another dog that was OFF a leash.
Regardless, maybe I’m a bitch, but I’ll be damned if I let my dog be traumatized, or heaven forbid, mauled by an aggressive dog.
[settling down now]
Okay. I’m worn out. I can’t believe tomorrow is Friday and yet I can’t wait for it to be Friday! I feel like I have a million things I need to tell you and yet I’m so tired I can’t keep my eyes open, so i guess that’s a sign to go.
Until next time.
xox,
GS
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