a wee bit of waiting to be done…

Limbo. It’s where I’m at.

I’ve gone from there being not enough hours to there being hours I cannot fill. I’ve joked about this being working nirvana. An undemanding job. Under-employment for f/t pay. But it’s a strange hell and I’m feeling the pressure of making a couple of things last all day.

It’s a temporary state. The passing from one life to another. The waiting-room between jobs, where your old employer can give you nothing new to start; where projects are moving on without you and where the stuff to finish is finished or finishing.

At the few meetings I’ve attended I feel like a ghost at the table. My words are not heard. They carry no forward weight. Insubstantial, I just sit, observing a new world where I do not exist – at the same time cutting the ties that have bound me for so long. Ties that were all illusion I now find out. Because they are so easily severed. I have been expunged by my bosses and colleagues – I just need to cast off the emotional ties. They move on – into a future that I will not share and in which I have no stake.

Rightly or wrongly I am finding this hard. I’ve been with them for almost 9 years. But it has long been time to move on – and I am not sorry about that.

My new employers seem desperate to involve me in their plans. I’ve done a little for them in my own weekend time – out of genuine desire and interest, I don’t do arse licking.

In the meantime – between wee gigs at work where I have something real and substantial to do – I am tying up loose holiday ends.

Packing for the wee ones is now done. Carrie (the surrogate daughter) has packed Lewis the Lad’s gear. Evan the Baby Giant is holding out – prevaricating out of sheer shiftlessness until I take serious charge this weekend and bully him into identifying the shorts and t-shirts he wants to take. Meg – my rebel eldest – has a case full of the new clothes her Mamie and I bought for her. I have my own meagre changes of clothing set aside. R can sort his own.

The last of the passports came in today. The numbers are entered on Easyjet. AirBerlin is sorted for the inter-Spanish flights. Hire cars are booked. Long stay parking is paid for. Insurances have just to be printed out. Medication for the chronic conditions (Jamie is asthmatic) is ordered and to be collected. Euros will be purchased tomorrow.

This will be the first holiday for a very long time where I have not been worried about work stuff going pear-shaped. Where I have not been reachable by mobile or email in the event that it did.

I cannot wait!


9 thoughts on “a wee bit of waiting to be done…

  1. I am so happy for you – the holiday, the new job on the horizon, and the fact that you will truly be able to enjoy your break without any work-related clouds to spoil your sunshine. Our family's vacation earlier this year was our first since I resigned from my legal job, and therefore the first time in some 7 years that I'd enjoyed a holiday without having to check email, participate in telecons, or prepare urgent comments/redrafts in the wee small hours. IT WAS AMAZING. I felt truly alive again for the first time in years. I hope it will be similarly wonderful for you, too. Big hugs to you all!

  2. Thanks Katriina.
    You do know just how I feel!
    I had a lunchtime meeting with my new boss – and I am utterly amazed by the working conditions and terms. The atmosphere is so positive. Very open. Very enlightened. I am still wondering when someone will wake me up and tell me it was all a dream! 65 days annual leave. large lump sum to cover car costs plus 45p/mile. Food supplied (fruit etc for lunch). 32 hr working week. Unlimited flexi. Travel insurance and breakdown cover and life insurance and a pension and etc etc etc. Plus a £16000 rise. OMG. For this public sector worker this really is work heaven… But it is the chance to achieve greater “balance” and be with the kids more that is the most important benefit…!

  3. e.f. – I really do love your approach to work! I am aiming for a bit of what you've got! Made me laugh out loud. And yes, I will be on here a bit more often!! Thats a real threat!

  4. Shit, isn't it Marcel. And yes, Banquo would be an improvement. I've thought about it and decided they would be better just paying me to go now…but they wont do that…

  5. Oh the sheer bliss of a holiday without any battery-operated attachments of the telephonic kind. I long for that more than bing allowed to eat my rice pudding outside of the downstairs toilet (warm milk aversion by annoying husband, long story, don't go there). Enjoy your hiatus time, you have earned it over 9 years and you will need all your eneries for the challenges ahead. As for the work colleagues, I always say the true friends are the ones who seek you out and who you seek in return. xx

  6. Having a wonderful hot relaxing holiday – aside from the stolen purse and locking self out of villa with keys still inside gig… Plenty material for the blog and new stories… Yx

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