hiddenmuse | Things Fall Apart

Usually when I'm going back to work post-vacation, it's hard to get back into Work Mode. Well, considering what I was met with upon arriving, I almost wanted to either go back to California - or just stay in bed all day.

Apparently there are "too many people" in the department, and they're working on phasing out one person's job (not mine, thankfully), and moving her into sales by the new year. It was a hell of a lot better than their original plan of just outright firing her - or, I mean, "downsizing" her. But still, after having a meeting with the High Muckety-Muck where he went over how it was all supposed to work out and such, I think everyone else that wasn't directly affected left the meeting questioning their loyalty to the agency. Like if this person could have her job eliminated, what about the rest of us? Where do we stand? Where do our jobs stand?

I spent the rest of the day feeling rather shaken up, wondering if I should work on polishing up my resumé and/or work on getting that 30 Day Plan readied. It just felt like a total mindfuck, like I was just floating through the rest of the day, really.

God, I wish it were Thursday. I'd be on my way to the Non Prophets show, laughing and forgetting about the bad things that have happened in the past day or so. I could focus on the good things, and laugh my ass off again. Maybe even get a hug from the Guy - for some reason, being around him and Kellie (at separate times, unfortunately), whatever is weighing on my mind manages to disappear for that time, and I'm happy. I'm at peace for once.

I'd love to bottle that feeling up and keep it with me all the time.