January 19th, 2004

waiting

yet it moves

Work is getting....well, odd. Even for my ideas of odd, it's odd. I've been quiet for a variety of boring reasons, but this is the one that's been kind of pausing me midmotion. It's not that I don't know what to do. Because seriously, everything hit a high level of focus recently.

We had a changing of the guard in program managers--supervisor of supervisors, if you will. Our luck is to have ours housed in our building, so she has a lot of oversight into what we do on a daily basis, a grace I'm sure I should appreciate a lot more than I do. Under the last one, I never knew he was around, which may either say his style was invisible and smooth, or that he didn't pay any attention at all.

I'm going to vent out. I'm so very tired. Christ, I don't think I've been this tired in a damn long time.

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