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November
9, 2002
i've been ordered back to the keyboard.
i said "what if i don't have any words? what if
i just want to drawwwwwwww" (that was a whine)
He said "do both." Sigh.
So here i am again. Wondering what to say.
Wishing my emotions were a tad more settled - cause i know
if i let loose it's going to become a major rant.
In short, the past few weeks have been kind of
hellish. Combined with a definite lack of D/s in our
lives right now, it's the kind of stuff one would rather
just forget about. Even my eternal optimism is a tad
shaky.
They fired the exec assistant at work. Which in a
lot of ways improved my work life hugely, but also meant
that the two men she supported were now without
help. So. Now i'm suddenly helping out 6
people! While still doing all the facilities for
about 170 people. Call me crazy - but this seems a
bit over the edge. To their credit, all 6 of them
really pulled their own weight as much as possible in a
hectic corporate environment that involves gazillions of
meetings. But keeping all the different needs
straight for the past 3 weeks was a frightful
endeavor.
A new exec assistant has been hired, and will start
on Monday, which is going to ease things for me.
Well should have anyway, except the new senior vice
president decided to hire another vp at the beginning of
last week! This means 7 people. And he hasn't
hired his own assistant yet! And! Major blow
to my ego - no one is considering moving me up to the exec
position. They don't want to disrupt what i'm
already doing. They aren't questioning my ability
(performance appraisals are really great), they just like
things the way they are. They know they can turn to
me at any time for help.
In truth i'd probably be bored to tears working for only
one man. But that tiny kernal of competitiveness in
me is still miffed at not being given the opportunity of
having "exec" combined with my name. my
pocket book is a bit miffed too.

During all this chaos i started having a pain in my right
calf. After several days of no improvement i toddled
off to the doc, to discover that i've got a "chronic
clot" in the deep vein behind my knee. Scary
stuff. Apparently it's been there for awhile.
Now the docs are deciding what to do about it.
Meanwhile i've been instructed to take a 325 mg coated
aspirin a day, and the dosage of HRT that i take has been
reduced to the lowest level available. i spend each
day wondering if i'm going to drop dead at any
moment. i wonder if the aspirin is really going to
work, since considering we drink wine with dinner every
day, i doubt my blood is that thick to begin with.
And if the aspirin does work, or whatever other drug they
will probably decide upon during my specialist appointment
on Monday, will it merely loosen the clot enough to travel
around?
Himself and i discussed wills last night. Morbid i
know, but probably necessary. In spite of the above
concerns, we really aren't getting any younger. Ick.
Another reason all this is in the forefront of my mind is
the fact that a dear friend of ours has died. It was
only months ago that we were at her wedding and she was
only 38 years old. Too young. They suspect her
heart was the problem but won't ever really know. They
also suspected she had a blood clot in her leg from recent
surgery. Such sad news :-(
During all the above happening my daughter told me she was
going to be having more extensive tests done as they found
pre-cancer cells during her last pap test.
So my head hasn't been really filled with happy thoughts
to share here. i feel like i'm on a roller coaster
that doesn't want to stop. i'm frustrated because of
a lack of time, pressures at work and worries about my
daughter and whether or not i'll even be around
long. Himself is pressured from all sorts of angles
and just as tired and worried. We try to remain
upbeat, but sometimes even that's just too exhausting to
do. Blech.
Okay, so i'm gone. i still have some private words
to send to Himself.
And i'm going to try filling a glass half full, instead of
half empty. :-)

“Have no fear of
perfection - you'll never reach it.”
--Salvador Dali
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