So today was not a good day at my day job.
It was a great day for my Mother, and she used a wheel chair for the first time, managed 3 hours of physical therapy, and made a lot of progress.
Just goes to show you, there is always something to be grateful for, and if the bears at work have decided to descend upon me, at least my Mom sounds encouraged, and even a little happy for the first time in weeks.
I'll take it as one for the good books, especially if it means she is closer to recovery.
My future employment is now in the hands of my team. Considering they have let me down as of late, it is hard to place your trust in them. I know I am a good manager, and have produced fantastic results in the past. It is just a matter of doing it once again. and it is about priorities, and as much as I take my job seriously, my family comes first.
Frankly, if that is'nt good enough, then I don't want to work there anyway. But I find myself stuck in the place that many of us face, I have to work, and I like it there. Quitting on a sound principle isn't the answer, and won't help my bank account.
So, today I was "documented" for the first time in a 20 year career. Mostly for things that are not my direct responsibility, and mostly because it says General Manager next to my name. So it is all my responsibility ultimately.
Sometimes I hate being the boss. Today was one of those days. Through it all, and it was not pleasant, I find myself very grateful for the good day my Mom had.
Pardon the expression, but everyone else can kiss my ass. I know how hard I work, and it has to be good enough, for today anyway. Because today it was Mom's turn for a good day...