Boy, do I have some Tales to Tell...
Sunday, February 25, 2007
 
A few posts ago, I mentioned that I accepted a new job. The position is still with the current company that I work for. It's going to be a lot more work but also a lot more interesting. I am very excited and looking forward to moving into my new role. I am so excited that I am getting major "senior-itis" at my current position because this week is my last week before I start the other job. It's a bit weird to me because I have never ever felt senior-itis like this. Not even when I was a senior (in high school or college).

I really don't want to feel apathetic toward my current team but my decision hasn't exactly been taken joyfully by any of my co-supervisors or my leaders. They're very congratulatory but something just isn't very "happy" about the moment. I informed them of my last day with them and they still have not found a replacement for me. Nor have they even designated anyone to just learn my duties so that there is someone to pass them on to.

I have heard from three different people about three different people taking over my position. None of these people are the leaders of my team. It bothers me so because I would hate to see something that I built fall apart because of lack of foresight. I know I should be more concerned about my next position but I still care for how my part of the store looks while I am still there. I am so irritated by this all. I am trying to let go.

I am also trying to wrap my head around my new position. And I can't go as far as I would like to because I don't have time to. And on top of it all, until the new store opens (where I will be working), I will have to report to my regional office. In Edgewater, New Jersey. By NJ Transit bus. Through one of the tunnels. By 9:00am. Ugh.

Normally, the fact that I have to take a bus would nudge me into insanity but because I really am looking forward to this job, I seem to be embracing it all. Scary. Scary that I am feeling so many things: I want to just be at the new job, I don't want to leave my current store, I would have liked it if I got a few days off in between, I can't wait for the new store to open, I want to stay and work for my current Store Manager but I can't stand the thought of working for the leader of my team, etcetera, etcetera.

So many emotions, feelings, and thoughts. Ugh. Later.
 
Comments:
Even though my old commute was twice was long as my current commute, I sometimes miss it because that was really my only opportunity to read on a regular basis.
 
This post makes it all too real. Now I'm sad. =(
 
Kelli, Lee is gone... I am leaving... I think an era is ending. I am happy for us all but I am exceptionally sad about it.
 
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