Dec 29, 2005 08:02
Rumor has it now that anyone that comes in tomorrow will get a floating holiday later in the year. Though this was not presented as public news. I only found out because I asked the HR Woman what the schedule was tomorrow.
Mentally, I am prepared to work until 1:00 tomorrow. Like we were told the day would end two weeks ago if we had to work. She said she had no control over things though, if someone decided to be an asshole and throw a fit about schedules. I guess it’ll be a play it by ear kinda day. More will be determined after they have this 2:00 meeting today concerning the go-live on Monday with the Peoplesoft stuff.
Word has it the payrolls these dimwits run that used to take them five to eight hours to do is taking less than fifteen minutes. In some cases less than five.
My evening was brief. I got home and cleaned a little. Enough to feel accomplished. I worked on some year end writing stuff briefly and then fell asleep to Alexander. Waking up around 11:30 and going to bed. I was exhausted. I had some bizarre dreams to say the least. In one of them, I somehow went from trying to have sex with Usher to becoming Usher and trying to get five minutes alone to masturbate in front of a mirror. Then I was in some bizarre clothing/costume shop where the owner was supposedly insane and had an obsession with Marshmallow Peeps. Racks and shelves were full of all kinds. Some of them glued together into shapes and odd creations. Then I found a Chewbacca costume and wanted to try it on. Strange.
As is always the case with the week before New Years I’ve been feeling a bit more positive about some things. Go figure. That whole ”It can be done” feeling that will surely pass with the hangover I’ll have on New Years Day. One positive thing about working tomorrow. I’ll have some time to write a year-end blurb. It takes so little to bring me joy.
drama,
playpen,
dreams