| | "Mentally, I'm already drinking."
- Me, to the receptionist as I left work today
I am not, in fact, drinking. This is partly because I'm home and I almost never drink when I'm home. Especially now that I have a roommate going to regular AA meetings.
However, if I were slightly more inclined, I would almost certainly be drinking right now. It's been that kind of week.
Our expansion project at work has opened, and we've started moving people in. This has been an extraordinarily emotional time - various parts relief, sadness, exhaustion, and all the other emotions that come from moving. Some of the people moving into our community lived in their previous home for 50 or more years. Since graduating from high school, I've never gone more than three years without filling out a change of address form. And it will probably continue that way until I adopt a mortgage. But I digress.
The most frustrating part of this, perhaps, is that while my department and I were well-prepared for the moves and all that came with it, we've found other departments to be rather lacking in this respect. I have questions pending with a couple department heads, and I have inspired more questions in the minds of other department heads. It is possible that, come Monday, I'm going to have to start bitching my way to some answers. I'm a nice guy, and most people like me, or at least appreciate the fact that I cause them very little trouble. I plan on using that collateral for all it's worth to get the answers for these new residents.
It's also fairly emotional for me, because I cannot handle seeing a senior citizen in distress. This is why I cannot spend a lot of time in our skilled care wing. It's also why I'm starting to get testy about the questions that, in my humble opinion, need some serious answering.
Anyway, work stress is pretty high right now, but it's still rewarding to interact with this population. Unfortunately, the fact that a career change is all but certain for me in the near future means that I'm going to have a very difficult time leaving, but at least I feel good about that sort of emotional expense in the end. I feel more...human.
In other news, I love knitting socks. :) I have also just been invited to join Ravelry.com, which is intensely exciting for me and almost depressingly yarn-geeky of me. It is my hope that, as long as I keep my cat population to two or less, I can avoid becoming a complete whack-job.
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| | Posted 11/2/2007 6:28 PM - 53 views - 1 comments
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