I conquered the toilet. I plunged and plunged, and was literally just about to give up after one more plunge, and then it cleared out. Stupid toilet.
Then I went to bed and dreamt that my bosses were trying to convince me to move into the administrative job, basically receptionist/office manager. They kept implying that I was going to make a lot more money that way as well as having better benefits, but they wouldn't give me any actual numbers. I was going a little nuts trying to decide whether I thought I could handle it and trying to figure out why my bosses didn't see it as a bad career move for me. Also, I kept thinking, "but have they told Shirley yet??" Shirley was the office manager at my former job. In the dream, I think the implication was that they were going to offer her early retirement.
Ahh subconscious, how you mock me with your crypticism. Is that a word?
Today I finally called back the in-home childcare lady whom I had visited a couple of weeks ago (and had told her at that point that I would be starting Ruthie in her care on the 26th, i.e. two days ago) and told her that I found another arrangement. I felt really bad about it, but she was upbeat. She said she found someone else already anyway, so good, I feel better. (note, it's not like I had just left her hanging -- I called her last week and told her I was still trying to figure out the commute arrangement and needed an "extension" until next Monday.)
I realized after I posted here the other day about the new arrangement with
sandykidd that I hadn't really posted here much about the whole childcare issue. And now it's a little late to do so ;) but suffice it to say that I was REALLY seriously stressing out about it. Losing sleep, the whole bit. So I'm indescribably relieved to have it resolved. YAY.
Then I went to bed and dreamt that my bosses were trying to convince me to move into the administrative job, basically receptionist/office manager. They kept implying that I was going to make a lot more money that way as well as having better benefits, but they wouldn't give me any actual numbers. I was going a little nuts trying to decide whether I thought I could handle it and trying to figure out why my bosses didn't see it as a bad career move for me. Also, I kept thinking, "but have they told Shirley yet??" Shirley was the office manager at my former job. In the dream, I think the implication was that they were going to offer her early retirement.
Ahh subconscious, how you mock me with your crypticism. Is that a word?
Today I finally called back the in-home childcare lady whom I had visited a couple of weeks ago (and had told her at that point that I would be starting Ruthie in her care on the 26th, i.e. two days ago) and told her that I found another arrangement. I felt really bad about it, but she was upbeat. She said she found someone else already anyway, so good, I feel better. (note, it's not like I had just left her hanging -- I called her last week and told her I was still trying to figure out the commute arrangement and needed an "extension" until next Monday.)
I realized after I posted here the other day about the new arrangement with