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Wife of 32 years, mother of 2, grandmother of 3, Government worker eligible to retire in 5 years, crocheter of 34 years; hopeful writer; people watcher; reader of much; lover of cats,dogs,horses and most four legged animals;and much more to learn about myself.
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Ah Friday!

Yes, it is Friday. And 40 hours of work fits into 32, not easily, and stuff does get put off till next week, but it fits. Sort of. Next Monday I start moving supplies around. What was just in one room will now be in three different locations. One room is on the 6th floor-that will be long term storage-stuff we don't use all that often-mailing envelopes, prizes that were ordered years ago and were extras. I may look at those myself and if I find something useful, take one. Then 1 cabinet will be in 1 room-secure envelopes will be in that cabinet. We don't have constant access to that room, have only 1 employee from the division in that room currently. The rest of the supplies will be in room down the hall were most of our employees are. Makes sense, no? Better than ALL off the supples being on the 6th floor. That was the original plan.

The 6th floor room was a conference room that had a history of being unhealthy. Bad smell, bad ventilation, and right now there is plastic draped on the ceiling. The old supply room is now going to house 1 employee who is here 2-3 days a week, and a conference table-though who wants to hold a meeting when there is an employee working there is beyond me. The powers that be said that it will work. I think it is a great way to gain a 'lunch' area that we don't currently have! Right now we have to walk to the main building cafeteria or eat at our desks. No real other spot. I told my manager would be great spot to go to eat at. He seemed open to the idea.

Apparently I am still on the 'good potential' list here. Leave issue is the determining factor, and that is getting better. As long as I stay away from Aleve and ibprofen products, I am ok. And I go easy on tylenol type too. And I maintain my boundaries with B-which are getting easier to do-hmmmm, should have done that YEARS ago.

In many ways I think that the thought that I would take the early retirement scared him. Yes, we could make it, but it would be VERY VERY PAINFUL. He tried to make it as attractive as possible, I will give that to him. Cutting this and that payment back-but all that it did was delay the inevitable. Choice is mine, And manager's feedback helped. If there was a nibble of a push to retire, I be submitting my request. One of the secretaries is.

A person here who gives me much the same 'kick in the pants' as you guys-as far as my leave, advised me of the reason why I am always sitting in for the Division Secretary over the one who is retiring. Seniority has nothing to do with it. One, I keep the office door closed. Two, I ask if the Chief has work for me-even if I have other work I could be doing, I do Division work first-after all that is why I am sitting here. Three there is still potential, and even if I am sick-they do see me coming in even when I am not 100%. I just have to keep that up.

This weekend is suppose to be rainy, icey weather. Good weather for ox tail soup and bread pudding (recipe made with Pantione (sp?) Christmas bread). That will be supper tomorrow night.

Last night no one showed up for Crochet meeting. I am starting to think that Thursdays is not a good night anymore. It doesnt help that I haven't been to church-Sunday, if it is not icing out. I have to take care of my health, and even though we use public transportation, there is still half a mile walk after we get off of metro at the other end and half a mile at this end. Although, at this end, we can try to use two buses to not walk.


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