28 days and counting. I’m tryng to be good. The last word from my retirement coaches is to keep my cool. I just have to yell this out!
I can’t know things I was not informed about. Don’t get mad at me! I still don’t read minds and I’m not Borg, so no collective consciousness.
My support staff was cut to build up the new support system, but hey after 6 months my work load has increased with no real solution in sight. Nada has been taken off my plate! And yes, I know, things are tough all over. But the chaos is impeding my ability to do my work the way I want to.
I hate cleaning up after people and having their work dumped on m. I hate situations where no one is accountable. I hate being put in the position of trying to explain why things went wrong or didn’t get done, when I was not involved in the process at all. If I was in private practice I’d fire those slackers.
I’m trying not to gloat, but I’m so very grateful it’s only 28 more days. And really, I do actually work with some very nice people who actually focus on work, but I’m taking a break to get uncrabby. I just have to keep it together 28 more days.
and one week I get to stay at the Hapuna Beach Prince. I have so much to be grateful for. Really! I do:)
The problem is I do. I’ll just have to get over it.