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A little spring never hurt anybody.
Apr. 25th, 2006 06:15 pmProductivity-wise this day was a bust, but I got to enjoy a good deal of the spring weather, so that works for me. I'll take it, after yesterday. After a small group, I went to visit my family from last night, but they weren't home from court yet. My intern and I sat on the stoop for 30 minutes in the sunshine waiting for them to come home, and then left. We went to our next visit early and that went as planned. Then we went to our 4:00 and there was this crazy snafu nightmare so we were out of there by 4:15. I dropped Tay off at the T and headed home.
I probably spent the last 90 minutes or so sitting out on the porch downstairs getting some fresh air and catching up on your LJs. I love wireless internet, I really do. I'm looking forward to lots of eljaying on the porch. Maybe I'll let the cats out (but then they become fiends and cry all the time).
When I got home today, I had received a card from a former coworker that I had very little contact with. She worked in our nursery school and wasn't one of my co-teachers, so we spent very little time together. I'm not really sure why she wrote to me, except that she recently visited work and we said hi briefly, but it was an incredibly sweet message:
So yeah, it's a little weird that she randomly wrote to me, but incredibly sweet. So even though I'm crap with the productivity lately, it's nice that people think I do a good job. (I received lots of very positive comments about my drama last night, things like, "I'm glad they have you working with them, you could handle that better than anyone," which is really good for my career self-esteem.)
It's true about the transition, though. We've lost so many staff people in the 2 years that I've been here, and there seems to be a sort of mass exodus brewing over the summer/early fall - our one PT, at least one OT (the supervisor who's been there for 7 years), one of my officemates who is a really good SW (who's been there for 2.5 years), and maybe one of the SLPs. And there could be more. It's pure craziness.
My boss is ready to stick forks in her eyes like that rapper dude.
I probably spent the last 90 minutes or so sitting out on the porch downstairs getting some fresh air and catching up on your LJs. I love wireless internet, I really do. I'm looking forward to lots of eljaying on the porch. Maybe I'll let the cats out (but then they become fiends and cry all the time).
When I got home today, I had received a card from a former coworker that I had very little contact with. She worked in our nursery school and wasn't one of my co-teachers, so we spent very little time together. I'm not really sure why she wrote to me, except that she recently visited work and we said hi briefly, but it was an incredibly sweet message:
"Dear Jude,
You were on your way out as I came in to visit last week. A near miss. Anyway, just wanted to wish you well. For Candace's & EI's sake I'm glad you're still there. Seems like there's been quite a bit of transition there in the past 4 months.
Although I didn't have the good fortune to work with you directly in group, I could appreciate the patience, kindness and positivity you bring to work with you.
Best of luck,
Katherine"
So yeah, it's a little weird that she randomly wrote to me, but incredibly sweet. So even though I'm crap with the productivity lately, it's nice that people think I do a good job. (I received lots of very positive comments about my drama last night, things like, "I'm glad they have you working with them, you could handle that better than anyone," which is really good for my career self-esteem.)
It's true about the transition, though. We've lost so many staff people in the 2 years that I've been here, and there seems to be a sort of mass exodus brewing over the summer/early fall - our one PT, at least one OT (the supervisor who's been there for 7 years), one of my officemates who is a really good SW (who's been there for 2.5 years), and maybe one of the SLPs. And there could be more. It's pure craziness.
My boss is ready to stick forks in her eyes like that rapper dude.
