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better... Things are getting better at work. I spoke with my boss a few weeks ago. I wrote a job description for me. Wrote down things that I currently do that I'd like to get rid of. And suggested working 4 ten hour days a week. I explained to him that my work situation needed to change. That I loved working for him..believed in what the company does, and love the people I work with, but that I'm overwhelmed and could not continue going at the pace I've been going. None of this should have been new information, as we'd discussed it late December. And several times after May of last year. But I don't think he realized how serious I was until I told him that I was looking for another job. I felt funny about telling him that. I figured our working relationship was good enough that he wouldn't fire me, and I was right. But I was still a little fearful. I didn't want it to come off as a threat. I just wanted him to realize how serious the situation was. He tends to not act until something is at a crisis point--he's a crisis responder, so it's not all that surprising. But why does everything need to be at a crisis point before a decision is made? It's frustrating. Especially since this is coming from me...who doesn't complain. Who just does her job, and tries to do as much as she possibly can as well as she can. It takes a lot for me to sound an alarm. He asked why I hadn't said something sooner...why I hadn't come to him. I was a little bewildered by that..and still am, really. I did come to him in December and tell him that I was super stressed..that I was constantly getting sick and that I needed help. His response at that time was the same as it usually is..yea, you're right. I'll try to get someone in here as soon as possible. This time, though, I think he really heard me. He immediately spoke to Michelle and asked if she'd be interested in coming over to our company full time (which she was interested in). He's hired someone who will start in April to take over the pay for me. And he's spoken to Dr Ass about having Michelle come over full time. Once Dr Ass finds someone, she'll be with us, helping me. And, this week, I started working 4 ten hour shifts. I can take my day off whenever I want--this week, I'll take it on a Friday. I'm tired at the end of the day...and super hungry, since I'm used to eating at 5pm. But I think I'll love it come Friday, when I don't have to go to work and I have a 3 day weekend. Artboy and I celebrated our 4th Anniversary. It's hard to believe that we've been together for 4 years. We had a pretty awful fight a few weeks ago, and I totally lost it and said some things i should not have. I was cruel, which is unusual. I was just so frustrated that we were going thru this same situation yet again and I lost it. It took some apologizing, but things have been really good since. I hope that we've come to some sort of understanding now and can maybe get beyond this same right. I've become a demonstrator for the Angel Company. I'm really only in it for the discount, but I'm excited. I just received my kit today, and spent most of the evening cutting out my new stamps. It was such a good deal...you already get a ton of stuff in the kit, but then they were offering an extra $50 in stamps free...and then my manager offers $50 worth of product free for signing up. So I got an extra $100 worth of product. It was a loooong day today. We've been incredibly busy the last few days, and all of the mental health beds in the valley are full. We have a list of 20 ppl waiting to get into a facility, and the hospital docs are pissed. Michelle and I have been on the receiving end of some pissed off docs. And then Lisa was pissed because a couple of pages apparently weren't received the day before by Pattie, and somehow that was our fault, even though we had copies of the sent pages in our email. I had a man yell at me today because an insurance company had requested that we send out a NP to an assisted living facility, and their family had power of attorney. The insurance company didn't let us know, nor did the facility when our NP said she was going out. The family wanted to be there for our eval, so they were upset. And what made things even worse was that our NP is on vacation this week, so they couldn't talk to her. And she keeps her own paperwork, so I didn't have it. And of course, he was insisting that he speak to someone RIGHT NOW. I finally just told him that I understood his frustration. That I was sorry for his frustration. But the best I could do right now was to take his name and number and have my boss call him. I tried to explain to him that we didn't actually prescribe meds...that we just made recommendations, so someone at the facility should know what the recommendation was. But that until our NP returned next week, the best I could do was have my boss call. Of course, by the time my boss called, he had settled down. I guess he either thought about what I'd said or called and spoke to someone at the facility. *sigh* |