indigo_rose99

I have told everyone. I told the new company I'm taking the new job. I told my current boss that I am quitting. Within 15 minutes of doing so, I felt so much less stressed. I guess having all my balls rolling in the same direction is less stressful than having them crash against each other in my head.  

So yeah. I'm changing jobs. I have a plane ticket for middle of next month to go to a week of orientation. More likely 2 days of orientation then several days of following people around and asking lots of questions. I volunteered for the last part. It seems like a good and fast way to both meet people, learn a ton of stuff about processes, and convince others I'm human and can be asked questions in return.

In the meantime, I'm winding down on this job. Trying to finish up my biggest current project. Making lists for the person who will take over my job. In spite of my many efforts to the contrary, lots of things are only in my head. Must write it all down! My poor replacement... He has a lot of reading ahead of him.

So T's idea was "If you are making a hugely stressful life change, we might as well get kittens now and get it all over with. ...Right?" Yesterday he bought kitten chow and was looking at litter in the grocery store. This morning I discovered that the huge box that was delivered yesterday was actually a cat litter box. I'm trying to remember that kittens are generally adorable and purr, but the idea of sharing my space with two other beings is... ick. I hate the idea. Only true love for T could convince me that this is inevitable (not a "Good Idea," just inevitable). We've been without a cat now for a little over a year. But the last one was outdoors. I still miss him, but there is a big difference between 2 indoor kittens into EVERYTHING and an outdoor cat who thought my lap was a wonderful place to hang out for 45 minutes. T just hopes I can avoid killing them until they become fat lazy cats.

So as my old job winds down and before the new job kicks into overdrive, I will likely have some time to so some hobby stuff. Not sure how I can fit in more paintings, but perhaps some of my other hobbies...

I have been talking to several of my friends about their jobs. How do their interactions with their boss go? Is there a yearly or quarterly review? Commute to work? How many hours do they really spend AT work each day?

These conversations make me love my job. My boss is really nice. Clear on priorities, but not naggy. No reviews at all. Nonexistent commute. I spend a day every other week with my college roomie (with the 4 hour drive). I work too many hours, but... Really, i LOVE my job.

This week I did two extremely fun things. They would sound geeky if I tried to describe them. But fun things rock!

The rest of my August is going to be crazy. Travel and teaching.