So after a WONDERFUL adventure, now the work really begins.
Saturday we dedicated the whole day to the kids and making sure they had fun. It was my way of bribing them into a feeling good about eventually having to move. We went to a Children’s museum, went to a themed restaurant for dinner, let them stay up as late as they wanted watching movies at the hotel, etc.
On Sunday, we had an early breakfast and proceeded to spend the next 3 hours driving around town looking for rentals, good neighborhoods, etc. I should rephrase that: Sunshine and I spent 3 hours driving around, while Skywalker and Mini-me played their hand-helds for 20 minutes and moved on to whining about how long we were in the car, the lack of a fun destination, wanting to get out of the car, being thirsty, being hungry, when we were going to be home, annoying each other, fighting over the shared arm-rest… Have you seen the commercial where the parents give their two kids a stack of cash and push a vending machine into the living room before heading out on a weekend vacation? I thought it was funny when I first watched it, but yesterday I was considering the benefits on that wonderful plan.
We did find a very nice location and things seem to be falling into place. Now I have to make 1,000,000 decisions before Friday. The lack of analysis time is driving me crazy. I am one to think things over and make the right decision. The pressure is a constant headache right now. I can’t wait until we have at least transitioned to something, ANYTHING, even if it’s a new routine.
I also told my boss about my departure this morning. I asked him to give me a recommendation and complete a form requested by a job I applied for . I think he wasn’t too happy about me leaving… I mean, don’t get me wrong, he gave me a good recommendation, but as someone who just worked her fingers to the bone for him, I was a little upset about a couple of his ratings. I know I am not perfect, but, I need a job, man! Get it together! Geez… Then I got his request to write my own letter of recommendation and he will edit it… After giving me a “Fair” level on Written Communication… from the man who edits his own stuff 15 times and doesn’t like the way I write it the first time… So I decided to practice my writing skills doing my blog posting while on hold to speak to an airline representative for 1 hour and 10 minutes (and counting) to get a refund for his plane ticket. I am a SAINT I tell you! A SAINT!
I am trying very hard not to get “Short-timer’s” attitude, but he is not helping. At least he marked “YES” on the question of re-hire…
Men that you work for are so hard to keep content… from the 4 and 9 year olds in the backseat, to the 50-something across the hall….