And the Winner Is… in Everyday Ramblings

So yep. They eliminated my Take No Prisoner’s boss’s position and now I report to Mr. Narcissistic Personality Disorder. (Mr. NPD)

Other than keeping my job, which is a very very good thing for not only me but my family as well, I can now dress normally in the office. No extra layer of coverage so it doesn’t look like I have female anatomy, which I have had to do for months and months now.

I spent the weekend addressing my anxiety with yoga and healthy distractions and just in case I prepared some genuine flattery for this eventuality.

Mr. NPD doesn’t actually do much but go to meetings and talk about himself but he perceives himself as indispensable and so he is always around. He really doesn’t have a life, so I told him, when he held me back so he could speak to me privately after the big scary meeting, how much I appreciated the fact that he is always around and available and managed to get genuine emotion in my voice.

I was being watched very carefully for my reaction. The new interim Admin Director sat right next to me in such a way so she could look directly at me, and the outgoing Admin Director was also watching me like a hawk. They expected some sort of acting out behavior I think, this in a room with five other people. Of course, the outgoing Admin Director was late and Mr. NDP was the last one to show up.

(She was joking about how some people were saying that this was more like a sabbatical and not retirement, oh please please please say it isn’t so…)

He told me that he was aware that I had a problem with Mrs. Quill and that he had already spoken to her and was telling us both separately that he would not tolerate any bad behavior. (Who determines what that is was not mentioned…) I feel kind of like I am being handled as if I were a volatile liquid. Mrs. Quill still talks during work hours at length every day with the ringleader of The Evil Empire that retired 4 years ago after a nasty bout with cancer.

What we have here is a hothouse situation with a bunch of folks with control issues and no outside lives. It is actually pretty sad.

So this is not going to be fun. But it could be worse. Now that I know what I am dealing with I think I can handle it. It will be a long 4 ½ years until I can retire but my mission is to stay employed, healthy and hope for the best and focus on my outside life. Mr. NDP is not yet 50.

After over three months of abstinence I am having some slippage with Diet Coke but I plan to clean that up later this week. I am at least skipping days and managed to put together close to five months without it in 2014.

I took this picture on Friday evening as well. I walked by the same spot on Saturday morning and the river looked completely different, all muddy and churned up. There was a guy with an SLR with a big lens taking pictures of it then from a slightly different angle. I was sort of surprised he wasn’t using a tripod. I don’t even own one. Someday…

Anyway, I like it. It is very end of year…letting it all go…

Happy happy almost to you all. I do hope to catch up over the next few days.