The Cheesecake is Rich

I am basically out of things to say. I am looking toward a future – two futures, actually – and I don’t really know which way to go. I can’t even put together the words to explain what I mean. I can do nothing and maybe things will work out and then maybe things will REALLY work out or I can do something and things may work out circuitously but it’ll take longer and it means going so far back, I mean, like pretending the last 10+ years never happened.

In other news, I suspect Monday is going to be uuuuuugly at the office. I will be out half the day so I have hope that by the time I get there the worst will be over and I’ll still be there for the after ugly bitching. (Seriously. Office of mostly women + employment bloodbath = standing around and doing noooothing). The good news – for me – is that I talked to Gwen earlier in this week at the end of the day and said, “Can I have a moment of your time sometime tomorrow?” She said, “Sure” and then immediately emailed The Almighty D to say “Is Elaine quitting??” So, at least my boss is afraid of losing me. That’s nice. (Our talk was just about my medical adventure, but I like it when my boss is scared. I’ve spent enough of my 9 years there terrified of termination, let her quiver a bit).

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