A Cage with the door wide open
Click to viewThanksgiving was awesome. It was the first year I didn't spend with my family and it was glorious. Went to Scott's and ate smoked turkey and drank mimosas all day. Mak and I had some good catch-up time since I haven't really spent much time with her in a while due to everything getting crazy for both of us over the past two months.
I feel like shit today.... partially due to the booze and the food but also, I have a mild case of the plague, which I'm pretty sure I got from my 7 month old nephew. That little snot rocket was sick on my sister's birthday and she tried to tell me he was just teething...babies are so vile.
I'm not quite sure I'm ready for the "winter" holidays. I got an email from my new boss highlighting the schedule for December. I'm excited to start this new adventure, but starting in December is a strange time in eldercare. I mean, the people who are looking for options are in need of immediate assistance and our building doesn't open until May. This means it'll be a lot of foot work, networking, and events...which I love. I'm a little sad leaving the residents, but my PTSD is strong and I'm not sad to say good-bye to my regional, my shitty building that the company won't put any money into and the lack of them paying people enough to care. When you're the only person who cares about something for months and months, you harden to anything. I just refuse to care now. I'm pissed that they set me and the building up for failure. And nobody cares. I don't fail, I give up and move on. I've said it before; you can throw glitter on a turd, but it's still a turd.