After freaking out for two days, I think I have gained control of myself. I wasn't afraid of getting cut, but the shock of all of my co-workers packing up their belongings, en-masse, and being escorted from their work stations was very emotional for me. Several of the women were in tears and I know several of the men with more than five years tenure were also upset.
Once I settled back, I realized EXACTLY what my task will be for the next few weeks and it is enormous. Really not a one person job. I awoke early yesterday morning after a fitful sleep and decided I didn't like being twisted in nine directions. I got a pad of paper and wrote down what needed to be done. Then I rewrote it in order of timeline and priority. This made sense to my methodical mind. If I put in an hour or so, every day over this long weekend, I can be in a good place to proceed on Tuesday.
I went to the office yesterday, picked up some things I could organize from home and completed those tasks. I emailed myself some forms which I will get printed today, after church. With these simple things done, tomorrow I can round out the procedure.
With all of this in place, I came home, had a nice lunch and while watching TV slept for over an hour, in my chair - with my Jakie on my chest. He seemed to know I needed soothing. I baked a Tombstone for dinner,(No, not a real one, a pizza.)and indulged; went to bed early and managed to have a decent sleep for the first time since Wednesday. I had been warned that something was coming down and to expect something. The sleep was needed and today I am refreshed.
I also had a talk with myself and realized that I had let this whole thing govern my life and that has to stop right now. I need this job, but my life is also very important too. I made time for me this morning and will continue to do so through the weeks. Even if it is only walking outside to clear my head. Making myself important will give me the strength to move forward.
Today should be a good day. I'm heading out to church now and then will stop by the office for an hour or so. Then the rest of the day is mine. I may spend it cleaning the house - or I may not. :o) We shall see.
God bless you all.
Sunday, January 14, 2007
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Be not dismayed whate'er betide, God will take care of you. Beneath His wings of love abide, God will take care of you.
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