Wednesday, March 16, 2011
I am too too tired. I have too too much to do. I have too too much going on in my life, in my family, at my job.
Today I learned the woman in the office next to mine has been laid off. Also several more people. And then my boss came to tell me he wouldn't be my boss anymore. Someone else (who I like a great deal) will be. But I did that great big verboten thing for a woman my age to do - I cried. I love my boss. He is almost the stereotypical psychiatrist. The absent minded professor, the brilliant person who just doesn't know where he left his car keys. He said we would go out and "get drunk" after all this is over... he knows I don't drink. I am sure he didn't mean we would get drunk, just that we all need some levity, to blow off some steam, some humor, some lightness.
My new boss is a lovely woman who actually has an understanding of what I do at work. She is a Catholic! She has been a friend, I hope this new role won't ruin that.
But I am too tired and I felt overwrought all day long. I need to find a way to get some down time in my life. And it isn't happening any time soon. I am having a huge family lunch on Saturday - and I don't know what to make. I will figure it out. And my nephew, his wife, and their children may have to see my house when it isn't very clean, because I don't see any cleaning happening before Saturday morning.
Sorry. I am whelmed. Tomorrow is a new day.
And today is a day when I can thank God that I am still gainfully employed, and have so many blessings I don't have time to count them. (but maybe I can start to count them, like sheep, as I drift off to sleep.)