dragonlady7

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i don’t know if i’ve discussed this on here or what but i’m leaving the camera store job to do just farm things. I’m not getting paid a lot at the farm but I am getting paid so that’s something. Kind of a stipend. The farm work is… ostensibly not full-time so I will still have time to come back to Buffalo and like, get Chita snuggles and you know, be in my house, see my guy, that kind of thing. We’ll see how the schedule works out; the main thing for me is to free me from the tyranny of ten hours a week of being on the Thruway, which tends to take up all of my weekend time and a lot of my mental energy.

So tomorrow’s my last day. My supervisor has called out for two days so far this week, which has completely shattered my already-nebulous ability to wrap shit up, so this place is entirely a disaster and I have no idea what kind of condition I’m going to wind up leaving it in, but also, it’s not my problem and I’ve done my best. I do think they thought my leaving date wasn’t final and that like a sensible person I had left myself time off between jobs, but I did not not do that, I will be leaving Monday morning before dawn.

I’m trying to write checklists for whoever’s taking over my job. They’ve made no moves to replace me. My supervisor has been polite to me but has said to the store manager dramatically that he’ll never be able to take a day off again. (Before I knew I was leaving, he’d told me a date he was taking a vacation and I’d said that was a date I couldn’t cover and he’d said too bad he did enough to be flexible for me, and like…… no there are other options, sir, but as it happens I managed to force the issue out of my court entirely.) He’s out this week, so I have trained people he has previously refused to train. The only reason I’m trained is that I taught myself, but it’s also not that hard. So. Now I’ve trained several people and they will be filling in when Supervisor takes days off, because he will take days off, such as over Thanksgiving when he had a fucking heart attack and it was a crisis because I could not be urgently recalled and he could not leave the hospital. Christ so now three other people know how to do some of the basic shit around here. This does not require an advanced degree. I wrote a checklist. Calm down.

Anyway am I chill? No. Am I excited about my future? No. Let me get there and get a minute to do some decompressing maybe and I will be but at the moment everything is hectic and I just want to go lie down.

Anyway I haven’t gotten much writing done either. Or sewing. But. Maybe there’ll be time in the future, when I’m not spending most of the time when I’m at my own house sitting in this windowless room doing busywork.

I did the math, I’ll be two months short of having worked here fourteen years. (Your picture was not posted)