Jul. 9th, 2009 05:58 pm
Ebb and flow
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textualdevianceRelaxing during my last half-hour of work today since I'm mostly just monitoring the (very slow) wire at the moment.
Today was a much different experience than the rest of the week has gone, simply because I was so much more here, mentally speaking, than I was when I was so worried about Otter.
Of course, the little bugger is still worrying, but for entirely different reasons, now. I swear, having him bite my ankle as I left the villa this morning was almost comforting.
Thanks again, btw, for all the support when I was freaking out earlier this week about him being gone. I know some folks think of pets in general--or at least cats--as something that just comes and goes, but my furbabies are family members, and I really do kind of go to pieces when one of them is even sick, so... yeah.
But now he's back, and I can concentrate on the job--not that it really needs a lot of that, seeing as how it's very deja vu.
So it looks like the bulk of what's different about what I'm doing now is just that processing news stories has been added on to the otherwise same batch of stuff I was doing before. So I'm still doing galleries of various sorts, but I'm also responsible for monitoring the AP entertainment wire and pulling/formatting stuff we want to use from them.
I'm on the late afternoon shift for this part of things, which runs until 6:30 or 7 every day, meaning that I'm expected to come in at 10:30 or 11 instead of the 9ish I was doing before. This means carpooling with M isn't practical, but it's not bad, really, since rush hour is basically over during my travel times. It actually only took me 20 minutes to get from the villa to the building this morning. Dang! I hope that whereever we end up moving to, it's equally as light on that route.
The schedule itself is also ideal for my circadian rhythms. My brain doesn't finish booting up until 10 or so anyway, and I don't mind working into the early evening, since I prefer having dinner after 7. Granted that it's a little difficult to get an evening meal together quickly enough when I get home so that M doesn't starve, but we'll probably find a way to coordinate our meals so that he doesn't have 6-8 hours of no food in which his blood sugar will drop like a rock and he'll become unbearably crabby.
I also found out more about my contract. My manager actually wants to just kind of seamlessly transition me over to the next phase of it, rather than giving me a gap between when this ends and when I get back my old position. So I won't actually have the 3-4 weeks of downtime I thought I would, and I'm more likely going to be on a full 12-month contract once they roll it over.
This is both good and bad. Good in that--yay, employment!--but bad in that I was hoping to have some time then to move into the new pad, and maybe have a vacation. I guess I'll just have to see how things go to decide whether/how I can get some time off to do all that stuff. Fortunately, they tend to be pretty flexible around here, so I'm not too worried.
Still waiting to hear back about whether our counter-offer is being accepted (or declined, or counter-countered or whatever) by our potential buyer. We were supposed to hear back sometime today, but no news, yet. Not sure if that's a good or bad sign.
More newsy postings later on this eve. For now, I've killed enough time, so I'm going home!
Today was a much different experience than the rest of the week has gone, simply because I was so much more here, mentally speaking, than I was when I was so worried about Otter.
Of course, the little bugger is still worrying, but for entirely different reasons, now. I swear, having him bite my ankle as I left the villa this morning was almost comforting.
Thanks again, btw, for all the support when I was freaking out earlier this week about him being gone. I know some folks think of pets in general--or at least cats--as something that just comes and goes, but my furbabies are family members, and I really do kind of go to pieces when one of them is even sick, so... yeah.
But now he's back, and I can concentrate on the job--not that it really needs a lot of that, seeing as how it's very deja vu.
So it looks like the bulk of what's different about what I'm doing now is just that processing news stories has been added on to the otherwise same batch of stuff I was doing before. So I'm still doing galleries of various sorts, but I'm also responsible for monitoring the AP entertainment wire and pulling/formatting stuff we want to use from them.
I'm on the late afternoon shift for this part of things, which runs until 6:30 or 7 every day, meaning that I'm expected to come in at 10:30 or 11 instead of the 9ish I was doing before. This means carpooling with M isn't practical, but it's not bad, really, since rush hour is basically over during my travel times. It actually only took me 20 minutes to get from the villa to the building this morning. Dang! I hope that whereever we end up moving to, it's equally as light on that route.
The schedule itself is also ideal for my circadian rhythms. My brain doesn't finish booting up until 10 or so anyway, and I don't mind working into the early evening, since I prefer having dinner after 7. Granted that it's a little difficult to get an evening meal together quickly enough when I get home so that M doesn't starve, but we'll probably find a way to coordinate our meals so that he doesn't have 6-8 hours of no food in which his blood sugar will drop like a rock and he'll become unbearably crabby.
I also found out more about my contract. My manager actually wants to just kind of seamlessly transition me over to the next phase of it, rather than giving me a gap between when this ends and when I get back my old position. So I won't actually have the 3-4 weeks of downtime I thought I would, and I'm more likely going to be on a full 12-month contract once they roll it over.
This is both good and bad. Good in that--yay, employment!--but bad in that I was hoping to have some time then to move into the new pad, and maybe have a vacation. I guess I'll just have to see how things go to decide whether/how I can get some time off to do all that stuff. Fortunately, they tend to be pretty flexible around here, so I'm not too worried.
Still waiting to hear back about whether our counter-offer is being accepted (or declined, or counter-countered or whatever) by our potential buyer. We were supposed to hear back sometime today, but no news, yet. Not sure if that's a good or bad sign.
More newsy postings later on this eve. For now, I've killed enough time, so I'm going home!
