You know how you get up and go about your day and all of a sudden, on some days, things just hit you out of the blue? Things you don't like? Well, today was one of those days. But, before I go any further, let me say on a scale of monumental proportions, this "problem" really isn't all that much. But, for the moment, I'm bummed.
I found out today that I'm being reassigned to a different work location. My problem is that I get too emotionally involved with the people I work with and begin to regard them as my FRIENDS. People I care about and, yes, love. After all, you spend more time with those people than your own family, when you think about it. So, having to relocate is a bummer to me. Not that the new people I'll be working with won't be just fine people to work with, it's just that I'm comfortable and happy and content where I am. There's a bit of "why me" and "it's not fair" going on in my head, but I know enough about the purpose of life here on this hunk of dirt to even ask the first question and who said life is supposed to be fair anyway? I think what has me bummed almost as much as having to relocate is that 1) my immediate supervisor hasn't even said one word to me about it. I can even give her the benefit of the doubt and suppose that her supervisor said "don't say anything until I send the ever-so-personal email informing her (and the others--- oh, yes, there are others who might not be any happier than I am, but I'm not convinced that misery really does love company), but once the info was common knowledge and word was out, you might think that she MIGHT say something along the lines of, oh, I don't know, "are you ok with this? or "let me help you understand how this all came about and why it's happening". No. Nada. Zippos. She didn't say a single word to me all afternoon about it. And, I think that a year and a half ago when I stepped up and agreed to be the one who would go to our new yard when we were just in a portable and had to us a portapottie for 7 months in cold, wind, and rain because no one else wanted to, even though I was perfectly happy where I was at the time, should count for something.
But, if I am to believe what I'm told, my "strengths" are needed where I'm going. I guess I should feel complimented by that. And, the site administrator (whom I will share an office with) approves of me being with him, which, again, is a compliment.
OK, I've vented. In a few days, I'll be ok. Thanks for "listening" and really, I'll just try to be extra grateful tonight when I say my prayers that I even HAVE a job I like. Some days more than other, however!