I don't exactly know how this is all going to shake out. But this will be yet another huge adjustment period, and with all change, I hate it at first, and then I'll get used to it, and then, if I don't necessarily say I like it, I am certain I will forget why and how I hated it. Don't know how long that process will last, but it always happens.
Right now, I am torn. As I hugged the co-worker who decided to retire from The Third Department over the holidays before she left work for good, I told her that I don't know how I'm going to do this job. I still don't. Not only her expertise but her availability to sop up the vast majority of tasks at that position are sorely missed. We have had to pick up the slack since, and only one of us is able to do it most days as the other two have to work at another department. With one person doing the work of 1 1/2 people, the work piled up and, speaking only for myself, the stress level has gone off the charts. Well, my stress level once did, but then I was just resigned to working ten-plus-hour days just to keep up. There will be extensive training, and I don't even know if this new person is going to start in The Third Department. But, eventually, all of that will be over. My stress level should fall, and I should be able to get home at a decent time.
I have to admit, though, that once my stress turned into resignation, I was extremely, extremely happy to rack up the overtime. I've been making a damn killing at work. It's only fair if I am expected to do all this work by myself. And all that will eventually be gone, too, and I am none too happy about that. So, one hand giveth and the other taketh away. What to do?
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