'Sleeper'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Even the word "expectations" sounds terrifying.
Yeah, it looks like they're thinking about changing my core role responsibilities to something I really don't want to do. Right now I'm looking at a) internal transfer locally, b) internal transfer & relocation, or c) quitting.
So I guess I need to dust off my resume and start networking.
I'm picturing Alfresco coding as somehow involving a lot of picnics. Or maybe sidewalk cafes, in New York. Which sounds nice.
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We just had a debriefing for our annual conference and, seemingly, someone complained that they got cookies for breakfast. It was actually the mid-morning coffee and snacks but still ... what's WRONG with cookies for breakfast?
Stuff like that is dumb and just cultural, because would those same people complain about coffee cake? Or muffins?
I'm picturing Alfresco coding as somehow involving a lot of picnics. Or maybe sidewalk cafes, in New York. Which sounds nice.
It took me a long time to get past that vision as well!
I'm sorry, Suzi
Ugh shrift
I am trying to be all productive and shit today
Also, this potential change to my job responsibilities was delivered after I got feedback on all sorts of things that a) are not actually my fault, but b) things that need to be fixed so guess who gets to take ownership of it.
I don't have enough in savings to retire, so I'm going to email an old manager for advice.
Also, my roommate's kitten had to have emergency surgery this afternoon because she had an intestinal blockage. Turns out her kitten had a bezoar.
Work has sucked today. Just can't keep my head in what I'm doing. Sherri being gone from this world feels wrong. She fought so hard, approaching the battle in her own way on her own terms. The news this month has been of her decline. I never really got to say goodbye. She didn't have the energy for visitors and was very firm in that all her energy had to be focused on self care, not helping others manage their grief. Which I completely understand, but now I'm being selfish and wish I could have had that last conversation, that last hug.
I'm sorry, Suzi.
And I'm sorry about the work stuff, Shrift.
I am sorry about your friend, Suzi.
shrift, I vote for option b.
In terms of the nail polish box, it is still in Seattle. Assuming we can get it out of Seattle, can people let me know if they are still interested in participating and/or if someone else would like to take over the organizing?