I told my boss we were leaving and he was really nice about it. I was nervous, as I've had a rough year at work and my spouse was afraid he'd just let me go on the spot. I was a little worried about that, myself.
I gave him 60 days' notice and he asked if I would stay and work an extra month (through June) and I said I would. He said they would make it "interesting" for me, which hopefully means a bonus of some sort. $$$
I'm very glad that conversation is over with!
Wow, that's great, Scrappy!
Well, I put in half a day at the office and got permission to spend this afternoon and the next two days working from home. Yay!
That's also great!
But Laura possibly having a home buyer may be the greatest?
I guess we'll see how everything shakes out.
Glad it went well, Scrappy! Fingers crossed "interesting" means more $$ and not a troupe of mad clowns. (I don't know what you do. Circus, right?)
I took a half day and napped. Napping on a rainy day with cats, nothing's better. I haven't been sleeping well at all the last week or so, despite the CPAP on my face. I seem to be yanking it off without waking after a couple hours.
They are all equally great.
I told my boss we were leaving and he was really nice about it.
I'm glad this worked out for you, Scrappy.
I think I'm having a mid-life crisis. But not the way straight white men have them.
I am totally having a mid-life crisis. Mine is about tiny hot Korean pop stars. (Edit: many of whom are young enough to be my children.)
Mine is about tiny hot Korean pop stars.
Mine is about what I want to be when I grow up. I think I prefer yours.
MIne is about being invisible to advertisers except for medical, insurance, and funeral purposes.
shrift, I have been having that crisis continuously since I was 22. Maybe it will stop by the time I am eligible to collect social security.
I remember something from my Developmental Psych class way back when about we (meaning humans, I think, but probably actually late 20th century American humans or something) having an identity crisis more or less once a decade, actually. Forget why, if there was a why, or if there was anything to do about besides say, "Oh, yes, this again"