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grammarwoman) wrote2016-02-03 04:23 pm
grammarwoman) wrote2016-02-03 04:23 pm
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This sh!t is BANANAS
I make so many imaginary posts in my head that sometimes I lose track of what I've actually written here, and what's gone to the internal slush pile.
Things I did not mention: my job is changing, and my salary to go with it! I'm moving from web development for the parent company (no more visits to the Twin Cities on the company dime, sniff!) to desktop development for one of the smaller divisions which is even farther downstate than I am. (The local landmark is a really big roadside cross, no lie.)
Nothing about my hours or location will change, which is lovely; I can still work from home whenever I want or show up to the office without anyone judging my hours. I'll actually be able to visit my new team once a month, which I'm hoping will fix the disconnect I feel with my team now. Plus I go back to working under my old boss, whom I respect and appreciate, as my new manager's boss. Plus plus plus, I got a nice bump in salary, so I'm finally making the average starting salary for my area! Yeah...I'm trying to put a good spin on the fact that I've been working in this field for 20+ years(!) now, and have mostly myself to blame for not foraging up a better-paying job.
But more money is good! We can weather things like the bill for the Emperor's upcoming orthodontic improvements with a wince and a shrug. (The poor boy inherited the worst of our dental genetics, along with my vision issues. I feel like apologizing all the time.)
The job transition, however, is SO PAINFUL. We were supposed to start moving over weeks ago, but huge things are happening in the company that my current department needs to support, so nobody had the brainpower to get it going. As a result, I and my coworker who is moving roles with me have been in an ongoing DUNWANNA, "we're not even supposed to be here!", unwilling and unmotivated frame of mind, with reminders each and every day of how much we won't miss working with this team.
While that's going on, I'm still in WTF land with my body. My period is almost two weeks overdue with ongoing negative pregnancy results. I'm going to call tomorrow to ask if the gyno's office can order a blood test and maybe a follow-up ultrasound for me, because right now I'm trying really hard not to freak out and google the worst case scenarios. Early miscarriage? Peri-menopause? Fibroids? Cancer? Seriously, body, stop messing with me already. PLEASE.
I think this much whine needs some wine. Later, gators!
Things I did not mention: my job is changing, and my salary to go with it! I'm moving from web development for the parent company (no more visits to the Twin Cities on the company dime, sniff!) to desktop development for one of the smaller divisions which is even farther downstate than I am. (The local landmark is a really big roadside cross, no lie.)
Nothing about my hours or location will change, which is lovely; I can still work from home whenever I want or show up to the office without anyone judging my hours. I'll actually be able to visit my new team once a month, which I'm hoping will fix the disconnect I feel with my team now. Plus I go back to working under my old boss, whom I respect and appreciate, as my new manager's boss. Plus plus plus, I got a nice bump in salary, so I'm finally making the average starting salary for my area! Yeah...I'm trying to put a good spin on the fact that I've been working in this field for 20+ years(!) now, and have mostly myself to blame for not foraging up a better-paying job.
But more money is good! We can weather things like the bill for the Emperor's upcoming orthodontic improvements with a wince and a shrug. (The poor boy inherited the worst of our dental genetics, along with my vision issues. I feel like apologizing all the time.)
The job transition, however, is SO PAINFUL. We were supposed to start moving over weeks ago, but huge things are happening in the company that my current department needs to support, so nobody had the brainpower to get it going. As a result, I and my coworker who is moving roles with me have been in an ongoing DUNWANNA, "we're not even supposed to be here!", unwilling and unmotivated frame of mind, with reminders each and every day of how much we won't miss working with this team.
While that's going on, I'm still in WTF land with my body. My period is almost two weeks overdue with ongoing negative pregnancy results. I'm going to call tomorrow to ask if the gyno's office can order a blood test and maybe a follow-up ultrasound for me, because right now I'm trying really hard not to freak out and google the worst case scenarios. Early miscarriage? Peri-menopause? Fibroids? Cancer? Seriously, body, stop messing with me already. PLEASE.
I think this much whine needs some wine. Later, gators!