May 27, 2008

you're older than you've ever been, and now you're even older

This was the year that marked my transition into "thirty-something" territory. I had thought about letting it pass quietly, like last year. I did get flowers from my parents, delivered to my office on Friday, which was a really nice surprise. And my desire to drag my husband out against his will to do something geeky won out over wanting to let the day go uncelebrated, so we made plans with M to go to the zoo on Saturday. It was a nice day, if a little on the sweltery side. We got to do and see pretty much everything. Then again...it isn't a very big zoo. (Pictures will follow at some point.) Then we went out to dinner, and had a very enjoyable time. That night I watched Pride and Prejudice (twice), and went all swoony over Matthew Macfadyen.

M's present to me this year was a zombie-fiction anthology, for those dark nights when I really want to stay awake in the midst of paranoid insomnia until daylight. I had bought myself a couple of books earlier in the week, and decided to start with Chuck Palahniuk's Invisible Monsters. I didn't find out until after I started into it that this is considered his weakest novel. It's also vapid, gratuitous, meandering and surprisingly dull for something so in-your-face and graphic - full of pandering shock-value and little else. All in all, I found not a lot to redeem the book, so I doubt I'll be going out of my way to read anything else by Palahniuk anytime soon. (The best line came early on, three pages into chapter one: "Give me rampant intellectualism as a coping mechanism." - that was the highlight and it all went sour from there.) I was reading The Road by Cormac McCarthy earlier this evening, but I quickly realized that it may get a little...sad. So I've switched over the Dean Koontz's most recent continuation of his Odd Thomas character's story, Odd Hours. Nice and light and mindless popular fiction. Just what I need.


My husband's birthday is this weekend, and he'll join me in the ranks of the no-longer-in our-twenties. The plan is to have my husband's family over on Sunday for gift-giving and preparation of charred consumables. And alcohol. And cake.

Next week is my son's last in kindergarten. We think we'll take him to play putt-putt golf when school lets out on the last day, which is something he's been trying to talk us into for about a year. It's what we promised him if he mastered the 2nd grade sight-word (what we used to call "vocabulary") list, so it seems like the best time. The following week he starts summer camp (where the fees jump to almost double), and we have plans to go see Wall-e at the end of June and a family reunion to look forward to in July.

May 23, 2008

Backwarditude

For whatever reason, the filter at work has now blocked CNN's website. But MySpace, Facebook, Blogger and Fark are all loading with no problem. A couple weeks ago my boss was frustrated because he was trying to find a new dentist, and the directory site for our insurance was blocked by IT.

My office is freezing - again - and when that happens I find it very hard to concentrate and do work. Of course, that is exacerbated by the fact that there is hardly anyone here today, and days like this make it all too easy to ignore my "to-do" list. I should have brought a book...

May 22, 2008

Indecision, married with a lack of vision.

The week just keeps getting better and better. After deliberating for far too long, the insitution finally announced the details of the second wave of budget cuts, and over 400 positions will be lost - meaning about 70 people will actually lose their jobs. They've shifted over some personnel to other areas that had vacancies, in order to consolidate some functions and eliminate salary lines that apparently were considered extranious. Some of that was done on this branch a little bit prematurely, since we've have some resignations. We've also been told not to order office supplies from any other vendor but the one run by the company. The office supply budgets amount to insignificant spending compared to salaries, and minimal revenue for the company when you factor in the cost of procuring those supplies to sell back to the departments at markup. And when the holiday break comes around, we'll be closed for a week. Which is great - except that the days not considered "holiday/floating holiday" by the president of the institution will have to be covered by personal vacation time. Which is...bad. Madam president of course made a point of announcing that she asked the board not to approve a salary increase for her this year, like the 16% one she got last year, while the rest of the staff hasn't even had a cost of living bump in several years. She's too generous.


The good news is, I got my evaluation and it was overall a positive one. The criticisms were constructive, and I agreed with them (networking is not something I'm good at, but would help me immensely, and I need to learn to delegate, even if it means watching something go down in flames due to ineptitude). It was also revealed that "someone" had told my boss when he came on last year that I would be his biggest "problem" (he said he found the opposite to be true). I know who that "someone" is, and they caused more problems than they solved before their uncerimonious departure, and they may find it in their best interest to not ever allow their considerable shadow to darken my door again. I appreciated the encouragement and positive affirmations said in my favor, even if the meeting was very brief, and I appreciate the effort to have me shifted over to the other administrative area for my benefit. I do think there's probably an ulterior motive, but if it ends up being a win-win for everyone involved, then I won't concern myself with it. I'm just glad to have that process done and over with.

I got a china cabinet from a friend at work, and it's great. It's an older piece of furniture - just a year older than I am - but it fits in well enough with the rest of the living room pieces and I can display my glassware and collectibles that have been stored in the attic for almost ten years. The night my husband and I picked up the base we spent hours gossiping with my coworker. We picked up the actual cabinet peice last night and in the quest to reclaim my depression glass from the depths of my attic I also rediscovered a box of hockey collectibles, and I'll be going through my rather large card collection to see if e-bay offers a chance to make some extra coin. If I remember correctly, I had a Gretzky card that was worth about $50 back in the late 90s. I won't sell my signed pucks - those will go in my son's room if they're still in decent condition.

I have no bosses today. One is sick and the other is out of town for a wedding in the midwest. So my motivation is...well, all I'll say is you have as much luck locating that as you do of finding a singing leprechaun riding a unicorn having tea with Bigfoot. I spent part of the morning sort of playing hookey by browsing in the bookstore a couple blocks over from my office, where I bought myself some books as a birthday present to myself (a signed, first-edition hardcover by Douglas Preston that was half off (!!); Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palahniuk; The Road by Cormac McCarthy). Once I've worked my way through these, I'll be reading The Ruins and attempting to begin Terry Pratchett's Discworld series from the beginning. I'm really looking forward to my birthday this year. There are plans to celebrate it by doing something fun with some of my most loved people on the actual day (Saturday), and that is a perfect storm of awesome.

My husband met with my son's kindergarten teacher today. She said she has been very pleased by his progress, and that he is one of her best students. According to her, he excels academically, reading on probably a fourth-grade level and doing exceedingly well in math as well (she's sending the third grade word list home with him over the summer, but we're pretty sure he can already read all of the words and use them in context in a sentence). She suggested that we request a specific teacher for next year who will be able to offer him a little more challenge, and then see how he adjusts, but she recommended him for the gifted program. His exposure to the older kids in his after school program has also helped his social and emotional development. We'll think about it over the summer and see whether or not the gifted program is in his best interests - we don't want to push him too hard too early. He is only six.

May 19, 2008

When it rains -

- it pours.

I've seen more rain today than I have in the last three or four months. It should stay like this until the weekend. Hallelujah.

I sent out the final version of the first wave of budgets today yesterday. A week and a half off deadline, eff you very much. I've found myself wondering more and more how I got into the situation I'm in. Meaning - how is it that I landed a poorly defined position that has resulted in my covering multiple vacancies either continuously or for various periods of time over the course of the last year and a half, with immense responsibility and accountability, with an essentially absentee boss. I realized the other day, while I was attending a meeting at the main branch, that the longer I work here the less I understand our processes. Or, more likely, the more I learn about our processes, the more I realize that what we do is overly complex and makes very little sense. When even the people who are creating them have a difficult time articulating (and following) the policies and procedures, you're in serious trouble. It would also have helped me take the whole thing more seriously if they hadn't left the word "propaganda" written on the whiteboard from a previous activity held in the meeting room. Brilliant!

I've heard the rumors of three resignations between last Friday and today, with probably more to come. One of our competitors is intentionally scouting - and openly scalping - portions of the staff. I've become a little detatched lately, and I'm just going to sit back and watch as it all goes down. We have a new employee coming to the front reception desk from another department that has to downsize, which is great since there'll be little training involved, but is also at the same time more than a little frustrating because by taking the position, that person is technically getting a promotion (title and pay grade bump, but no salary increase - that I'm aware of). That's the second time I've seen that happen this year. But I've got to work six more years to get my title to match my current duties. And they wonder why people aren't waiting around to see what the management decides to do going into the new budget period. I have a review (re)scheduled for later this week, and the outcome will probably determine what I decide to do for the forseeable future. Am I being kind of vague? It's only because I'm feeling overwhelmingly noncommittal these days.

I'm like a leaf in a stream, randomly traveling at the whims of the current. And that was my little moment of zen for the day.

Oh, ha! Since I published this post two things have happened: 1) My boss came in and closed my door (he's never done that), and told me that he had recommended to the rest of the management group making my move upstairs a priority, to happen as soon as possible. He also said my review would be good, so no worries. Of course, being the gloomy gus that I am (and looking a gift-horse in the mouth), I have to wonder if he's in a hurry to offload me to another area, for some reason. Then, a minute later, the upstairs boss's assistant called me and excitedly whispered the same news. So now all I need is a date set in stone, and I can let the frantic panic feelings take hold. Seriously - I have a metric sh*t load of work to do before then. And 2) the mini-boss met with the person who will be taking on the admin assistant/reception position to clarify some of the details of the expecations and duties. There seem to be no problems there, but I forsee some minor personality scuffles along the way as the dynamic changes yet again.

May 15, 2008

Bright eyed and fuzzy brained

This morning I can smell the smoke from the wildfires all the way over on the other coast. The EPA says today's air quality forecast for my area is "moderate," which means "unusually sensitive people should consider reducing prolonged or heavy exertion outdoors." A good thing we did the yard work yesterday. And we discovered that it is not quite pool time yet - that water was still pretty frigid. We did buy a bug zapper, because I can already tell that this mosquito season is going to be painful.

My son woke up with a loose tooth (finally!). He said he had a dream where his tooth was wiggly, and when he woke up discovered that it really was. This is kind of exciting and also sad for me, so I don't know what to think. It means that my little boy really is growing up, and there's not a damn thing I can do about it. But I did get to perpetuate a fairy-tale this morning, so that was kind of special.

Where are the bosses this morning? The temp has been in and out a few times already, and I think she's only been here for fifteen minutes.

Via Overheard in the Office, yesterday:

VP: This is not the correct math.
Director: But I'm applying it consistently.

Normal Avenue
Montclair, New Jersey
via Overheard in the Office, May 14, 2008

I find the above overheard simply adorable. Welcome to my world, people...

Because M's comment about "monees" reminded me that the ice cream truck will be at my son's school tomorrow (plus they're having a carnival in the evening - sweeet!), and I can never resist posting an obnoxious lolcat at every opportunity: