Just an update on the work situation.
I had previously given my notice in at work, with a separation date of January 6th, leaving me a couple of weeks to complete packing for the move.
Last night the allocations application was staggering along, I was getting really cranky and ready to kill somebody, when I got a phone call from Rob. For once he got really forcefull with me and told me that the few dollars I earn there, is not worth the amount of stress I'm going through. He also told me that our good friend Leslie had phoned him after reading my last posting and said pretty much the same thing. (Bless her little cotton socks.)
So...I wrote a letter to my boss - whom I really, really like, telling her that, unless the Allocations programme is fixed soon, I will be leaving on Dec 2nd, to preserve my sanity. (Well I didn't say sanity - I used the word 'health', but I think she will get the message!)
I'm hoping, for purely selfish reasons, that the IT guys can't fix it. I love the idea of not being there. I want to take my time packing. I've moved households before and I remember, vividly, how horrible it is.
The thought of only having two more weeks to work is looking better and better! Actually the thought of not going back at all is even more attractive.
Vickie.
I can see why you married that man. LOL
Good for you Rob for looking after our Dear Vicki like that.
Cheers
Sue
Suz dear,
If that's the ONLY reason you can see, I hope you have a good optometrist in Hawaii! LOL
Seriously though, it's wonderful to have someone else make decisions. It was Rob who said we should move ... I wasn't expecting it, but I'm sure glad he wants us to.
Love,
Vickie.