"Puppet wrangler? There weren't any puppets in this movie!" – Crow T. Robot
I didn’t get enough sleep last night, in part because I had an early-morning meeting (because of course I did), but at least the meeting went well. No more big changes announced, so that’s a plus. Just meetings, emergency safety training — no zombie contingency plans, though, which is just asking for trouble — followed by more meetings. More tomorrow, too.
Though tonight I’m going to try and get some more sleep.
I honestly don’t know how many more big announcements and changes I can take at work. More (very) unexpected news today, although it did give me the opportunity to share my own news from yesterday with the rest of the group. I mean, I wasn’t told specifically not to, and people will find out soon enough. My new boss, with whom I spoke briefly this afternoon, seems eager to make my transition as quick as possible and move me to a new desk. (I think everyone else would notice if I was suddenly sitting on the opposite side of the office and realize something was up.)
This promises to be the last of the really big shake-ups, though it will probably make things even more complicated in the short term.
I find myself saying that a lot to people — that, in the short term, this will be mass confusion and uncertainty, but in the long term good for me. (And hopefully I’ll continue to work with, if not for, the group I’m with now. If only because I do have some background with these books.)
I went to sleep early last night, and yet I still managed to oversleep this morning, waking up from a weird, strangely octopus-centric dream* to realize it was almost eight o’clock, almost an hour too late for the train I had hoped I would catch.
I managed to get on the 8:15 train without too much of a race — I’m back to work, but I’m still trying to take it easy — and arrived in the office not too late. And, of course, after only a few minutes back, it was time for a meeting. Have I mentioned yet? Year of the Meeting!
Of course, the big news today wasn’t the meeting or the oversleeping, but a short sit-down I had with my…well, I guess soon-to-be-former boss. There have been a lot of changes in the office recently, some of them unexpected and not all of them welcome, but one of those changes will be me moving from psychology and mental health to the larger developmental editing team in New York. It’s not yet clear how immediate the transition will be, or what will become of projects I’m currently in the middle of, but it will mark a big change for me going forward. It’s probably a good change in the long run. I’ve met and like some of the people I’ll be working with, and this will help me grow as a developmental editor. But I’ve been part of the behavioral sciences group for just over six years now. I may not even be sitting with them anymore, even if in the short term I continue working on the same books.
Like any change, it’s nerve-wracking, and there are still a lot of uncertainties about the specific procedures and tasks I’ll encounter in the…well, same position, but different management, possibly different focus. I’m waiting to hear from my new boss, and I’ll take her lead.
Now I just need to make sure I don’t oversleep again.
* There’s nothing much to say here. There was an octopus trying to get out of its tank, and then someone, I think my cousin, reached in and pulled it out. It wasn’t exactly a nightmare, but…well, let’s just say Lovecraft knew what he was doing when he made Cthulhu part octopus. I defy you not to be at least a little creeped out by videos like this one.
Hopefully you never noticed the spam links my site has been infected with for the past couple of days. Hopefully your browser was never hijacked by the redirects and deposited in distinctly NSFW areas of the web. I’m apparently not alone in the recent hack, but reinstalling WordPress, changing the necessary passwords, and deleting malicious code from one PHP file at a time seems to have done the trick. (If you’re running WordPress yourself, you might want to check your own site; it’s not yet clear if this was a problem confined to my own host, Dreamhost.)
My website is not the only thing slowly getting better. I, too, am on the mend. I went to my doctor this morning for a follow-up, and, aside from a prescription for another chest x-ray in April and a recommendation to take it easy and rest when I need to — “people do still die of pneumonia” — I’m good to go back to work. Next week probably won’t be the least stressful time, given recent (and unexpected) changes and meetings planned all week — even sick, I had an hour-plus meeting I sat in on — but I’m at a point where I want and need to go back, and feel like I’m up to it. I mean, I’ve run out of 30 Rock episodes to watch on Netflix.
Of course, I will make sure I go to bed early on Sunday. I’ve already got Daylight Savings Time working against me.
Not a whole lot to report. I think I’m getting better. I sat in, via telephone, on a group meeting this afternoon at work, which was interesting. And I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow morning, hopefully to give me the all-clear. I really do need to go back to work, for a lot of reasons, but partly just so I can get out of the house for a change.
I have watched a lot of 30 Rock recently.