You read beautifully. You're a terrible liar.

May 31, 2007 11:14

I think I would totally get that weird association thing they do with "We're in Barney" to mean "We're in trouble," because it rhymes with Rubble. So, the association on this title is Rolaids, but more specifically, who needs 'em?

If every day was like yesterday, my life would be perfect:
* got 8 hours of sleep last night. Let's start with that brilliance. Mmmm shiny good sleep.
* got home from work to a romantic, actual at-the-table dinner with my husband. Nummy comfort.
* kicked butt at work. Several major emails sent and meetings had, all good.
* even had fun at the team lunch, manager and all.

Already this morning I had my one on one with my manager and it went well. It really does seem like his only concern with my performance has been attendance from me being ill and having an overprotective husband *ahem*.

But from others, there have been other concerns and that is now my major hurdle. Part of that is from an employee who doesn't even work here anymore, the one that my manager's manager kept calling me by her name. Apparently, when you listen to venting discussions with others, there is a guilt by association. Understandable. If I'd known that knitting would get me in so much trouble I'd never have started it.

So, on the whole, I'm not really in as much of a doghouse as I was lead to believe. Sort of. My seems ready to judge by what he sees, even though he doesn't trust me. These other concerns are coming from the executive team though. That could be a problem in general, but in specific it doesn't affect my day-to-day work environment. If (when) I don't get promotions or raises, I will leave then.

But for now, my manager and I are in a good place and of course I love my coworkers and my job more than well enough to stick it out.

Oh, and on a real life note, this morning my dad went to the emergency room. My mom took him in to the doctor because he's been exhibiting symptoms of bells palsy for the last week. But there he fessed up to all kinds of symptoms he hadn't told her and they turned him away- to the emergency room. So he might or might not be in the middle of a stroke and I will find out later when someone calls me.

health, mental, work

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