Isn’t it funny how you can think you’re handling stress, or that you’re not that upset, and then tiny things completely set you off, thereby proclaiming quite loudly that you’re not just stressed but COMPLETELY, FULLY, READY-TO-BLOW stressed? That happened to me last night; at least I realized where it was coming from. Also had a horrific stress headache, and I don’t ever get headaches, so I was a bit of a baby about it. :cry: My poor roommate had to hear me whine about it over my cookie dough and cocktail.
made cookies ate some cookie dough and had cocktails. Great dinner, huh? lol. It was a break from working on the floor.
Tonight tiling continues. If all keeps going according to plan, I should be able to move my furniture back in on Sunday. Keeping my fingers crossed.
Job stuff keeps getting worse. :x Whispers are that now we won’t have jobs after Dec., although no official word has been said about it. I honestly expect the owner to shut it down on xmas eve—I get the sense he’s that much of a bastard. Hell, he’s let enough people go the week before (and whispers are that they won’t get any of their “severance” pay), that the very few of us left are probably enough of a pain in his ass—how dare we not want to work the week after xmas, the week the company is always closed, the week people already made plans for! Who cares what your plans were, work or else!—that he’ll just give up the ghost, which is what he’d planned to do a week ago before the managers talked him out of it. What kills me is that if the company has to close, fine. But there is a way to do it, especially at this time of the year, that is the kindest to the employees. Be honest with us; let us know exactly when you REALLY plan to close the doors. Lying about it to make us keep working at normal output is stupid, because we’re not. We know what’s happening. Morale is horrific, and nothing much will get done. Also, let us have the frakking holidays off that we’re supposed to have. Jesus, the man’s a millionaire, so he can afford to shell out the money for that week. We could then come back in January, finish up whatever needs finishing, and then all move on. The not-knowing and the lying and seeing good people treated like shit at Christmas is making all of us mutinous.
I talked to my mom yesterday, and she’s at the start of her long road of cancer treatment (I haven’t blogged about her condition yet, and I might not too much). But she’s still sounding upbeat considering what’s to come, and while the next months will be tough, she’s tough, so I know she’ll make it.
Despite all of it, I’m really trying to focus on as much good as I can, and to keep positive about the future. Yesterday I had a good thing happen; I received an unexpected gift from a wonderful pixel artist! Thank you so much again Jen, it really made my day! :) And today at work, my immediate boss gave us all little gifts—completely unexpected and very, very sweet of her. My mom told me stories of other nice things people are doing for her, so hearing all of that and the things I’m experiencing helps me keep hope that most people really are decent, and the Scrooge Bastards of the world are few and far between, given the big picture.