i know i'm able to let go of more baggage than i give myself credit for*
1119 hrs:Having a tough time at work today. Somehow I've managed to keep myself from wanting to strangle people. As of last week, the continual lump in my throat has reappeared. Last week was super-stressful because of the project that I've been assigned to and just now I got a phone call from one of the (many) project managers that are trying to run it. Judging by that phone call, it is looking to be another stressful week. I would like to know what kind of cardinal work sin I've committed in the past that I am being punished for by this project....I'll put it this way: I'm pulling my punches when I say that I hate this project. If I could, I would give this project to my absolute worst enemy. Too bad I don't have one. *sigh* I realize I'm probably being overly dramatic about it, but it really is completely stressful and I feel powerless to even try to deal with it.
So yes. I was kind of hoping to go through one of those blah Mondays where nothing really happens and you just kind of float through. Guess not.
Last night I stayed up way too late. I finished off my latest journal, so I was looking for the next one to use (I have these in full stock) and came across some journals that I had only used a few pages of when I was younger. Of course, this meant that I had to read them. How strange it is to read my journal from 1992 (when I was 13 years old)... Some of the entries are pretty funny. Most of them are horrifyingly embarrassing. The urge to start a bonfire and throw the offending journals in it were strong. Eventually, I put the old journals away to decide about another day and settled on a nice spiral bound journal for the present and wrote a short entry because by then it was after 1am.
Don't know what it is, but something doesn't seem right these last couple of days. (And for some reason, when I think of the uneasy feeling I have, it evokes images of the bathroom sink... *doesn't get it*) I'm really wishing that I could take a day off just to get away from this work project. I'm leaning more and more towards giving notice of my resignation sooner rather than later so that maybe they can actually hire someone. Maybe then the new person can take the last half of this project (which is going to be HUGE and 10X worse than the part we're on now). The number of (frustratingly huge) projects that are getting handed to me makes me think that most likely my manager wouldn't have time to find a way to fire me (out of spite) before I leave and also might actually try to get someone hired for when I'm gone so my cow-orkers don't get tortured with
more work... Of course, I haven't completely decided when I want my last day to be. I've been dwelling on June 30th being the last day at work (with a pay end date of July 6th after taking the rest of my vacation), but that would mean I would be without an income for almost all of July and that is when most of the big expenses of this whole move are going to hit. *frets*
What do you guys think? Should I give my notice earlier and hope for the best or do you think 3 weeks (because the last week will be vacation days) will do?
*Ellis - Doin' FineLabels: tired, work bitch