I will try to keep this a snippet, but there’s a lot happening these days.
The uncertainty continues.
My former manager is continuing in her acting position as senior manager until December 31. In the meantime, one acting manager has yielded to another, this time, a colleague, talented and deserving.
Two other friends from the consultant pool have been appointed to training coordinator, the position I held as an acting consultant for sixteen months. One of my friends will be handling coordination for my business line and the other for another business line. I’m very happy for them. The position will teach them a lot.
The new training is well underway. I delivered the Sudbury session the second and third weeks in September. Then I mentored a couple of acting advisors on our team to help them learn the way we monitor our new agents, post-training.
I’ll be doing a little more mentoring, and taking on the supervision of an agent returning to work.
Then I’ll be getting ready for the next round of training in November. After that, I’m not really sure what’s going to happen.
I got my projects from the summer done, but beyond that, I don’t know if anything more will come of them.
With all the major players in acting roles, we can’t really do more than react.
Phil’s got his own burden at work, but it’s not my story to tell, so I’ll have to leave it at that.
Usually, when things are going well for me at work, they go poorly for him, and vice versa. Now we both seem to be in a bit of a jam.
The city engineer stopped by my mom’s last week. Apparently, Union Gas will be by to bury the gas line properly again on Monday.
Then, the rock will be blasted out. As you can see, the blasting mats are already in place.
Then, they’ll be tearing up the driveway and repaving and, I suppose, getting the retaining wall up.
The engineer is supposed to be coming by with the work order for Phil to sign off on. He says he has a lovely railing for the top of the retaining wall.
You know about Nuala’s troubles from last week’s post. She’s making headway, but after the first glucose curve, the vet increased her dosage of insulin. Her sugars were too high. We’re in a holding pattern there until this Thursday, when we’ll take Nu in for her next glucose curve.
Phil and I are growing accustomed to our new schedule, but between that, the gloomy weather we’ve been having, and work uncertainty, we’re both exhausted.
At least, I’ll have my normal salary to look forward to for the next six months or so. We have some hefty vet bills to pay off.
As you may have guessed from my Next Chapter post, I’m trying to focus my energies on my writing. It’s what keeps me sane.
Unfortunately, trying to cram everything in tends to wear me out. I know this, and still, I do it.
When a writing friend came to town last month, I’d intended to meet her. She was reading at my mom’s church on the Sunday and then at the Public Library on the Thursday.
On Sunday, I was feeling poorly and decided not to go. I’m not big into church these days anyway. The week of her visit was also one of two weeks of training I was delivering. When Thursday arrived, I got home from work and essentially collapsed. It wasn’t until after nine that I realized I had missed her presentation.
More recently, I wanted to get out to the launch of an art show another friend was having, but events conspired against me and I couldn’t get away.
It really is true that life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans.
I have a number of friends going through tough times.
They say news, whether bad or good, is supposed to come in threes, but it’s been far more than that, and since I’m such a hermit these days, I often don’t know what’s happened until after the fact.
I can only give them my moral support in most situations and wish them well.
I sincerely hope all of this misfortune comes to an end soon and that life resumes a better balance for everyone.
And that’s where I’ll leave you, with my very best wishes for a speedy recovery, a soothing of grief, a securing of contentment, if not happiness, and a world of ease to all your troubles. This, too, shall pass.
The warmest of hugs to you all.