I have been, as my friend Katie said on her like, 5th phone message that I have yet to be able to return...."earning my raise". It's been a hectic week as it is, with all of our district managers in for meetings, on top of that, down two secretaries, and managing the remaining two, one of whom is brand new. I havn't taken a lunch all week either. I don't have to anymore. I always hated being required to clock in and out.
On top of making way more money, I also get an even better jewelry discount ( I am not letting this temptation get to me, I'm done buying things til I'm out of debt!) and a bonus. Bonus? Fuck yea, I said bonus!
I also had my review, where I "exceeded expectations" and got an excellent score. I don't have to count my sick time anymore, so when I'm sick I can be off work and be paid and not worry about it. I am also eligible for this award that you can be nominated for, where the prize...is um...that you get to go on the annual INCENTIVE TRIP which last year was a freaking cruise to the bahamas. It's my mission, to kick ass in my new position, hold my team together, and amaze everyone that we can take on more work. I'll send you a post card from whatever sunny location I happen to land on.
Am I complaining? No, I thrive on it. Suprisingly, after announcing that my promotion is permanent, I havn't gotten any crap as expected. Everyone is happy for me. Hey, I am one hell of a girl, what can I say? Power hasn't changed me, and it never will. That's not my style. The people I thought would be a problem for me, have been super nice. Let's hope it keeps up. Friday, I am sitting in on interviews for a new secretary. Having another new person will make me want to pull out my hair, but I can handle it. And I know they will be trained the right way, which of course is my way.
Oh, and ummmm. I TURNED IN MY NOTICE AT THE SECOND JOB!!!!!!!!!!!! *pause while the angels sing* I only gave a week and a day cus I don't have a job only I do and they'll live without me. They were sad to see me go, but I can't say the same about leaving.
In cute news, my boyfriend came to visit me Monday night, in a snowstorm, and wound up sideways in my ditch. I felt so bad. He's only the most adorable guy in the world. Even cuter? Was the fact that when he went to get bacon on Sunday for our breakfast, he got a jar of gravy. I asked if it was for his eggs, and he said it's for my dog. See why I love him? Well, it's only one of the bazillion reasons.
Mom update. She's still in the hospital, and will likely go home with oxygen. She is doing good though. She will close her house next week, and we'll be busy trying to get her furniture, work two jobs, and have a life. Phew! Yea, once I get my insurance, I'm trying Chantex....time to quit smoking before I wind up in the same boat. I just wish I didn't like it so damn much!