the Light

so....we have come through the tunnel, and that light that was at the end is around us now.

FINALLY!!

After weeks of stress and inconvenience and unpleasantness...it's all behind us now.

Dave's dad is home and doing well after a week in the hospital, where the staff ruptured his esophagus by accident.

Dave got the promotion he was gunning for, though the raise was only half of what was discussed initially. But whatever.  The ceiling is higher now, so it's all good.  His favorite part is that he gets to move back into the downtown building, which is where he was for the past 5 years or so.  It's closer to home, and much, much quieter.

AND...my personal ordeal of 1) finding out my job was being outsourced, to 2) getting a new job, 3) giving notice and working the notice while my former co workers called me a traitor and looked down their noses at me, 4)  having to drive an awful commute to a strange place, because the permanent location was virtually destroyed by floods in May,  5)  missing out on going to the dance studio for 3 weeks because of that commute, 6) having to learn a new job from the bottom up 7) feeling like an intruder and outsider at the new job because no one would talk to me, 8) complete lack of ergonomics in the temporary office causing physical discomfort on a daily basis, 9) having to actually move the new job's office back to it's permanent location (really didn't think I'd have to crawl under my work station and disconnect my computer components in a dress, because that's what the IT department is for......but I did!)....  is now all over.

The weird way people were acting vanished on moving day.  There was a sense of team, and people chatted with me about my life a little...wanting to get acquainted.  It was nice!

And, on actual moving day, we got to wear jeans and sneakers....and I didn't have to do THAT much heavy labor.  They had actual movers who did the heavy work.  We only had to lift CPUs, monitors, and crates full of stuff.

No really! ( again, I thought that was what movers were for.)

Anyway, we are moved in, and now there are only two more weeks of sitting at temporary work stations before our new desks are installed.
That means we still have to sit at folding tables, so that means that there will be continued arm and shoulder pain, BUT at least now I have an unbroken chair, and an actual foot rest (instead of a cardboard box). I also don't have to sit where two tables meet anymore, so there is some improvement.

And the commute?  It took me 6 minutes to get to work Friday morning...and I came home for lunch and took a nap!

My first paycheck was only for 3 days, and was supposed to be direct deposited on the 15th.  Unfortunately, it was not, and the situation turned into an ultra cluster fuck, resulting in me being paid in cash at close of business on the day after pay day....but at least I didn't have to come home empty handed with bills due and groceries to be bought.

I thought I was leaving behind unprofessional management.....but that now remains to be seen.  I do have high hopes, though!!

I will have to pay the cash back when they actually give me my paper pay check.  And I have been assured that the direct deposit is set up and WILL WORK for next pay day, which is not until the end of the month.

I have been feeling totally exhausted and like I am getting sick (thus the nap at lunchtime yesterday).  It comes and goes, every few days I hit a wall.  Low grade fever comes and goes. 

I think it's just my usual incapability of dealing with stress.  My body has had all it can take.

At least I have some xanax to take the edge off and help me sleep, but I am being EXTREMELY careful with that stuff.

Dave is out getting the groceries right now so that I could rest a bit.

It takes me a while to recover from relentless stress, but I am hoping that now I will be able to start that process in earnest.

The night mares and night sweats have already stopped, and the panic attacks have been really mild.  

Oh, and I almost forgot....at work, I can let my tattoos show, and I can wear any color nail polish I want!  How refreshing to be accepted for who I am by my new employer!  My boss even has a tattoo!

So there is hope!