Tomorrow is a new day

Tomorrow, Doug heads into the office for actual work in person. 8:30am, by the orange elevators, meet the new boss to be escorted to your new office. 

He started looking for a new job last June, found a job he felt perfect for within his own organization, contacted the department to ask about it and found out he was missing a certification that they wanted. They told him "Darn. We'd hire you right now if you had that certification." 

Challenge accepted.

So he took the test after several weeks and lost weekends of fun, filled with study and sample tests online.  He passed the test, got the certification, called them back and said "I see the job is still posted. I'd like this job please."

He wanted to start the day after he and Geoff got back from their super trip, but they had to do paperwork, and you start at a certain point in the month to click with the pay cycle. So tomorrow is the day. 

This morning he got up and washed his favorite dress shirt, and tried on his dress pants, everything fits. He got his dress shoes out, they were under the side table in the living room from one of the last trips he took to the office, to get a booster vax, and make a short appearance at a meeting in person. They still fit. He got his clippers out and trimmed up the stache and beard, didn't want to do a haircut, thankfully. I hate cutting his hair. 

Everything in place for departure at 7:30am.

According to the work plan, his direct manager goes into the office three days a week. She wants him to join her in office on those days to start. They'll then look at alternating days, a wfh hybrid mix. I told him I had plans to go into the office on the 30th, if he's supposed to be in that day I can switch to Tuesday the 31st, and rearrange Phineas' doctors appointment/well baby checkup. He'll run it past her once they meet. Hopefully it won't be an issue. I have a colleague who lives in Brooklyn who is making a visit to the HQ and she asked if I'd be there, and if she could hang out with me. And then, of course, cocktails and dinner. Honored. Yes please. 

Not only is he already feeling really good about who she is and this department on the whole, he noted to me that everything he complained about in the old position, everything he asked for that he was told "no, you can't have that," all the people who will be taking on his tasks are now demanding for themselves. The department head, the reason he left, the person who drove him to want to leave and never come back, is flummoxed. Doug wasn't being difficult, or asking for anything unreasonable. The things he asked for make a difference in how the job is done, and he was right about everything. Everything.

The last 4 days he got things done and showed people how to do things, and now, they're all pretty much dead to him. Except for his co-worker who direct supervised him and whom he adores. She's not going to be sticking around much longer he thinks. Maybe. Not sure. 

But as for him? Done. Don't call me. Lose my number, and keep my name out of your mouth. 

And I may not have mentioned but this job pays 20k more per year than his old job. Nice, right? 

He loses no vacation time in transferring, he keeps that tenure on his record so he has the years earned for his retirement. He did not want to quit working for the institution, he was so happy working for his old boss but that guy had to go move to California and he found another job. Jerk. 

So I'm super happy for him. And I hope this is the job he wants to stay at for a good long time. 

Realizing that while he's out I can vacuum. Isn't that a joyful thing! 

Geoff starts school up again next Tuesday so this is his last week of break. With both of them out of the house on certain days, I'll be mindful of appointments and out of house needs for myself so Phin won't have to be put into a box. This is Geoff's last semester. It's pretty chock-full, with in person classes and then in March another clinical assignment and he is hoping they put him back where he was for his last clinical. He liked the place, and he liked the people, and it was on the metro... a perfect setup for him.

Keep him in your heart and prayers over the next 5 months. 

Wordle 568 2/6
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Also, if you play Wordle, just wanted to throw in a humblebrag there. I've never got it in one, but today nailed a 2. ha. 

no picture today kids, sorry.

digits

exercise: Dedicated 10 solid in the house, I'd say +3 but I stopped to move laundry around and load the dishwasher, so I accounted for those pauses. "Freebird" is a remarkably good song to get steps to, honestly.

blood glucose:
10am: 156
5pm: 156
10pm: 150

food:
coffee, water
10:15am: chicken salad left over from the other day (before anyone else could eat it), approx 2 cups.
12:15: Metformin
1:45pm: 2/3 mcintosh apple w/peanut butter
3:45: protein shake
5:30: cheesesteak meat w/ cheese, onions, mushrooms (no roll); vodka tonic 🍸
6pm: metformin+jardiance
7pm: very thin slice of geoff's birthday cake
9pm: 2 baby bell cheeses, small stack of pepperoni