Thank you to everyone

[piplover]

I don't think I can bring myself to comment on all the lovely comments people left on my last post. I can't even really read it again. But I just wanted to say thank you, to everyone, for being there to support me and to offer all your kind words.

I'm doing... all right.

I worked Thursday and Friday last week, and went into work yesterday. I made the mistake of mentioning to one of the gals that I wasn't feeling well and was thinking of leaving early, and that I didn't really want to be there in the first place, as it was the one week anniversary of my dad's death. Still, it was keeping me busy.

Then a half hour later my boss came over and said, "So you don't want to be here?" And I was just kind of dumbfounded. She repeated herself and I was like, "It's not that I don't want to be here, but I don't feel good."

So she told me to go home.

Well, you know what, I did. I wasn't in the mood to deal with her or the others yesterday, so I left after being there an hour. And today I called in sick, because I woke up with a headache today and thought, you know what? I don't give a shit. I have the time off to cover this, so I'm taking it, and to hell with them.

So I'm home today, still in my pajamas, trying to get rid of my headache. I know I'll go into work tomorrow no matter how I feel, but for today I'm being gentle with myself and just doing what I think is best. Which I think pretty much consists of sleeping a lot, playing mindlessly on the computer, and cleaning the flat.

Oh, and I also have an interview sometime next week, time to be determined. I'm happy, because I'm so sick of working for a boss who can't seem to understand that losing a father might take more than a few days to recover from. Sigh.

Anyway, I just wanted to let you all know I'm doing OK, and thank you for everything. I love you all, and I'm going to try and be around more, and I promise to answer all the comments from here on out. Take care of yourselves.

Comments

[charleygirl.livejournal.com]

Hugs. It sounds as though your boss needs a serious kick up the backside. She's obviously never experienced grief.

[beadattitude.livejournal.com]

You're doing the right thing, being gentle with yourself. Drink lots of water, too. Reduces stress hormones. ::big hugs and love::

[shirebound]

*sends love right back atcha*

You've had a tough month, my friend.

*snuggles*

[gaedhal.livejournal.com]

If your co-workers are narks, that's the last place
you need to be!

Feel better!

[forcryinoutloud.livejournal.com]

*HUGS*

Your co-workers and boss sound like complete and utter wankers. (>.<) No one should be expected to get over the death of a loved one in a matter of days!

[rereader.livejournal.com]

^^^This!

[dreamflower]

(((hugs)))

You just keep on taking it easy, dear! I do hope the new interview works out; so many workplaces are full of people who don't care about others. But I hope you can find a good place soon.

[piplover.livejournal.com]

That's what I think. I don't know if she's just emotionally stunted of if she's experienced so much she can't feel anymore. Either way, I'm rather tired of dealing with her, lol.

[piplover.livejournal.com]

*Hugs*

I'm trying to make sure I eat and drink, but I've lost 10 pounds since the past two weeks. But I am going to try and drink more water. I didn't know that about the stress hormones.

[piplover.livejournal.com]

*Snuggles*

I want to hide in a hobbit hole for the next few months and not come out until spring. Do you think Bilbo will let me burrow down at Bag End?

[piplover.livejournal.com]

Thanks! Yeah, the co-workers are pretty much a bunch of back stabbers. It's a lovely cut-throat office. Sigh.

[piplover.livejournal.com]

Lol! Yeah, that's my thoughts. I just try to ignore them when I'm there, and for the most part my boss has ignored me. I'm hoping she'll continue to do so and let me get on the best I can.

*Hugs*

[piplover.livejournal.com]

*Hugs*

I hope I can find a place where I can at least enjoy the people I work with, and where the work isn't soul crushing. I'm serious about going back to school, but until I get that started, I need something to pay the bills. Ugh. I hope something good comes along soon.

[shirebound]

He'll fling open the door, and shout happily "Welcome, welcome!"