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It is now well researched and confirmed. I do not fit into the corporate machine developed by the company I work for. I have resigned. My exit makes a one hundred percent turnover in my department, in the last sixteen months. This speaks far more of the company than it does of the individuals who have either been fired or have resigned. Two new people have been working under my supervision for the last few months. After moving heaven and earth, and exhausting myself in the process, I have trained these new employees and organized the department which I supervise. These two individuals are honest, good workers. I leave the team functioning smoothly, working well together and happy. But, as I have stated, the company has some challenges with their corporate structure and this makes team work difficult, if not impossible. The department remains seriously understaffed. I have given it my best shot. When asked at the final staff meeting if I had anything to say, I blurted out, It wasn't quite what any of the staff, or even I, was expecting me to say, I admit. But it does sum up the whole experience, in multiple layers of meaning. My last day of work for this company is Wednesday, February 28, 2007. Sometime on that afternoon one chapter of my life will close and another will begin. On the home front, Attila and I have been surviving the winter comfortably. We had little snow through January, which was a treat because Attila had no shoveling duties to perform. All through the month of January we continued to sort and purge our belongings. We are down to one full room of boxes and piles of stuff. February has gone by in a blur. Deciding to resign from a job, when few other opportunities exist, is a major life decision. Attila and I considered it from all angles, for weeks, before we arrived at our course of action. February has been a busy month of soul searching and financial planning. The snow began to fall in February, bringing with it the ongoing ritual of snow-shoveling. Attila is busy in the evenings splitting wood for our masonry heater and shoveling snow so that we can move our car in and out of the drive. Income Tax time has arrived, so we are gathering together our T4 slips and assorted receipts for professional memberships and the like. We had a financially comfortable year in 2006, with both of us working, making this reflection on the past year rather pleasant. The grand-babies are thriving according to all accounts. Imp is plump and pink, just the way we want her. Elf is beginning to take control of his hands and use them to explore the world around him. Luna sounds bright and happy, although somewhat tired! Terra is busy, busy, busy; planning her summer wedding. It is an exciting time in her life. She has purchased her dress, booked the officiant and the hall and has moved on to fine details. All seems well with the world from where I sit. |
RECIPES :: Cast Worldly Distractions The image is on the camera, I can see it. Sometime in my big sort and purge during January, I sorted and stored the camera cable, used to transfer images from the camera to the computer. The cable search continues! By the Easy Chair The Long Dark Tea Time of the Soul By Douglas Adams Airwaves Temperature -5°C Pressure 102.0 kPa? Visibility 15 km Humidity 51 % Wind Chill -10 Dewpoint -14°C Wind E 13 km/h gust 30 km/h |
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