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As of right now, I have 10 hours left of work with IKEA. 6 hours today, since I took off early for a psych appointment and 4 hours on Thursday and my odyssey of 8 years will be over. It makes me a little sad, but mostly excited to move on with the next step of my life.
I put in my letter of resignation yesterday. I realized that even if the physical went bad, I don't want to be part of IKEA any more. I have enough money in my 401k to be fine for about 5 months, so I put it in. Also, even though I know I owe IKEA exactly nothing, I would have felt bad not putting in more than 4 hours notice. Plus, now, maybe exit interview!
I really want an exit interview. I know it's not going to make a difference, but I want to lay out why I'm leaving and brutally explain how we've been jerked around for the last couple of years.
My manager asked me if I'd switch my inbox day, since I was scheduled for Thursday and I won't be here for half the day. So I get to do that one last time. Joy. It's going to be a busy day, as try to keep up with that, and do the voice over for this powerpoint, which ended up at 122 sides. Hopefully Dad will be quiet so I can get that done.
I'm trying out a new psychologist today. This one is 100% virtual, so we'll see how that goes. If I like him, awesome. If I don't, then I'll have to decide if I want to move with my current one to his new practice or stick at the old practice with a different doctor. The one downside on this practice is that it doesn't seem to have a therapist on board, which would be nice. I kind of figure with the new job, therapy is going to be a must. I'm going to need somewhere to offload some of the stress. I guess I'll have to see. I can't really do that until I know my schedule, I guess.
So far all I know is that I'm 8am-4pm, Monday-Friday for the first four weeks. (It may be six weeks, I honestly can't remember). Then, I'll be put with a buddy, and I'll be on their shift for two weeks. Then, I'll be put with another buddy, on another shift for two weeks, Then I'll be put with a final buddy on the last shift for two weeks. Then, 10 or 12 weeks later, I'll start taking calls on my actual shift. Because I'm new, my actual shift is almost guaranteed to be 11pm-7am.
This of course means that right now, I have a bunch of games to schedule that I can't because I don't know what shift I'm going to be on, and there's that six weeks where I could be on any schedule. Which sucks, so hopefully they'll give me my schedule soon, so I can get things rolling again.
It's going to be a huge adjustment for everyone, and I feel bad about that. I don't want people to be sad or lonely, and it makes me feel kind of selfish for pursuing this, but at the same time, I really feel in my heart that this is the best way forward to give us a chance at having a good future.
Once I'm established, I can go anywhere in the country and get a well-paying job. Or even if I decided to stay in Harford County, it's far enough away that we could get a few miles from my sister. I love her, but when dad dies, I really want to be on our own. If she moved in with us, we would end up caretaking her, and I've had enough of that.
Okay, I guess I need to get myself together now. Inbox day ahoy! Everyone have a wonderful Tuesday!
I put in my letter of resignation yesterday. I realized that even if the physical went bad, I don't want to be part of IKEA any more. I have enough money in my 401k to be fine for about 5 months, so I put it in. Also, even though I know I owe IKEA exactly nothing, I would have felt bad not putting in more than 4 hours notice. Plus, now, maybe exit interview!
I really want an exit interview. I know it's not going to make a difference, but I want to lay out why I'm leaving and brutally explain how we've been jerked around for the last couple of years.
My manager asked me if I'd switch my inbox day, since I was scheduled for Thursday and I won't be here for half the day. So I get to do that one last time. Joy. It's going to be a busy day, as try to keep up with that, and do the voice over for this powerpoint, which ended up at 122 sides. Hopefully Dad will be quiet so I can get that done.
I'm trying out a new psychologist today. This one is 100% virtual, so we'll see how that goes. If I like him, awesome. If I don't, then I'll have to decide if I want to move with my current one to his new practice or stick at the old practice with a different doctor. The one downside on this practice is that it doesn't seem to have a therapist on board, which would be nice. I kind of figure with the new job, therapy is going to be a must. I'm going to need somewhere to offload some of the stress. I guess I'll have to see. I can't really do that until I know my schedule, I guess.
So far all I know is that I'm 8am-4pm, Monday-Friday for the first four weeks. (It may be six weeks, I honestly can't remember). Then, I'll be put with a buddy, and I'll be on their shift for two weeks. Then, I'll be put with another buddy, on another shift for two weeks, Then I'll be put with a final buddy on the last shift for two weeks. Then, 10 or 12 weeks later, I'll start taking calls on my actual shift. Because I'm new, my actual shift is almost guaranteed to be 11pm-7am.
This of course means that right now, I have a bunch of games to schedule that I can't because I don't know what shift I'm going to be on, and there's that six weeks where I could be on any schedule. Which sucks, so hopefully they'll give me my schedule soon, so I can get things rolling again.
It's going to be a huge adjustment for everyone, and I feel bad about that. I don't want people to be sad or lonely, and it makes me feel kind of selfish for pursuing this, but at the same time, I really feel in my heart that this is the best way forward to give us a chance at having a good future.
Once I'm established, I can go anywhere in the country and get a well-paying job. Or even if I decided to stay in Harford County, it's far enough away that we could get a few miles from my sister. I love her, but when dad dies, I really want to be on our own. If she moved in with us, we would end up caretaking her, and I've had enough of that.
Okay, I guess I need to get myself together now. Inbox day ahoy! Everyone have a wonderful Tuesday!
