11.30 The End... in These Foolish Things

…of November anyway.

Nearly 8:30 and my dog is already passed out in bed. She went to daycare today, so I think/hope she’s just worn out, but I don’t know that I’ve ever seen her this tired. She didn’t even want to go for a walk tonight. That made me kind of sad because I DID want to go for a walk!

The all-day meeting today was uncomfortable. It was about dealing with change and difficult staff members, having tricky conversations and straight talk. My boss came over to talk with me during one of the breaks and told me that it was like they were having that meeting especially for me…because I have the hardest staff to deal with! Nice. I mean, what does he want me to say? Does he want me to fire my staff? I don’t get it. He’s such a manipulator.

And then. And THEN! He had the audacity to write to another team member of mine and undermine my direction via email. He had this whole outline of what he wanted her to do all spelled out in an outline form.

I mean, okay, fine. You’re the boss, but to seriously pull this shit out from under me? Well, fuck me.

Today they announced a new position within the company that I would like to apply for. If I do it, it could be committing career suicide if boss doesn’t like it, but at the same time, I think it would show him that I’m not complacent. I want to move away from this bullshit and into a role that’s much more stimulating and less..what is the word? Micromanaged?

I don’t know if the moves are already planned out, but I aim to find out tomorrow. It would be reporting to the EVP of sales, which would kind of blow, but at the same time, it would be a totally exciting role - brand new and EXTREMELY influential on the bottom line of the company.

So eh.

Here’s to a pretty “meh” November. The only awesome thing that happened this month was the trip to Tennessee with Elaine Benes, and now look at what’s happening to the place? It’s all burning down in a fire. Fuck!

I have a friend who lives and works in Gatlinburg and I visited her while Elaine and I were there. She’s been evacuated, along with her whole family and believes her house and family business is ok, but her brother (whom I’d JUST met), lost everything in the fire…his house burned down to the ground. It’s so effing awful.

Well, on this depressing note, why don’t we all just think positive thoughts for the rest of the year, eh?

Oh, one more SUPER DEPRESSING note: I just went through a large chunk of a Twitter account of a local girl who committed suicide today or yesterday. I read an article about her that someone posted to Facebook, and it mentioned her Twitter account. She was attending an arts magnet school and was clearly very talented.

Anyway, her Twitter is heartbreakingly outstanding. She was 16 and had the wit of a brilliant comedian and the wisdom of a 40-year-old and I just ache for her family and friends…and I never knew her at all. So very sad and strange that we can peek into a person’s life via social media post-mortem. I feel creepy and privileged at the same time. Is that weird?

Okay. Enough. I love you guys, even though you might think I’ve kinda lost it lately.

Peace out, November.

xo,
GS

Last updated December 01, 2016