Getting Towards the End of the Work Rope in Everyday Ramblings

If you look closely you can see part of a rainbow here. It is hard to believe that it was exactly a week ago that I was headed off to our holiday at the beach. After the first day the jellyfish cousin creature die off was much more manageable, the broken shells glittered in the sun when it came out. I enjoyed walking both on my own and with Kes and Most Honorable.

Although generally I am feeling much better than I was before we left I had a rough night last night so I am not out of the mystery illness woods yet. I am doing pretty much everything I normally do except running and any high intensity activity in general. I have had reason to be up on “The Hill”, the small mountain behind my place every day this week and getting up there under my own power has been a slog.

So it is the fatigue that remains the biggest issue.

Nimrod and Mrs. Quill also are being problematic at work. I honestly don’t know if I can continue to work for Nimrod. Besides having world class anger management issues he is obstructionist and everything has to be done exactly the way it always has been done no matter how inefficiently or ineffectively. Our management team is seriously dysfunctional. The head of our department is retiring in October and I expect there will be a big shake up after that but who knows?

We work in an open cube environment where there is absolutely no privacy and Mrs. Quill has this incredibly annoying ring tone on her work phone. She also has a tendency not to answer it, even when she is sitting right there. The rest of us pretty much keep our ring tones (which sound like normal phones) barely audible, as there is also a flashing light when the phones ring.

I admit that when Mrs. Quill has been out a few times lately, I have turned her ring tone down to barely audible. Yesterday when I came in it was turned way up. You could hear it all over the office. I didn’t dare touch it. It is all so petty.

On the positive side I have been training out my fancy online forms up on campus and meeting wonderful interesting people who are good at their jobs and professional and having a good time doing it.

It would be such a gift if I could parlay the success of this project into a different job. One in a galaxy far far away from my present one.

I have to wonder how much of this malaise I am feeling is contributed to by the difficulty I am having in my current position. One needs energy to find another job.

At this point I am hoping I don’t do anything too egregious in Nimrod’s eyes so that he eliminates my position. There is some talk in Union negotiations of early retirement packages and man I would like one of those please… Or another position somewhere in the system. While I feel like an old dog, I may need to learn some new tricks.

I need to stabilize my yoga teaching finances. I am making progress but it takes a long time to establish oneself in a business that is unregulated and full of young enthusiastic teachers needing to make a living.

Tonight I have a ticket to go to the art museum after work. That will be good distraction even though I will probably be dragging.

It is supposed to be a mild and sunny weekend. That would be so sweet!

Bring it on.