I’ve gotten a little behind on my blogging lately, folks, so thank you to those who have stuck with me thus far. Quite a bit has happened lately and things have been a tad crazy at the homestead!
we’re in the crux of moving right now which is insanity all by itself. We sold our house and bought a new one closer to my husband’s work and this week everything went bat-shit crazy. For starters, the home builder we’re buying from shifted our closing date back a week so now we’re homeless for a week between houses. Then the lender (who the home builder referred us to) decided to charge us almost a thousand dollars for extending the closing date which we never wanted to extend in the first place (conspiracy? Maybe!). Then I got laid off from my full-time job and for a few moments there we actually thought we might have to can the whole thing!!
And now I’m sitting in a near-empty house with my husband, kids, and dogs, sleeping in sleeping bags on the floor for a few days until we close on the house after which we have to live with the in-laws and then a cheap hotel before we move into our new place.
Needless to say, I haven’t been feeling very inspired to write lately!!!
But I’ll be back on top of things soon enough. When frustration hits, writing is often the best outlet, I just have to find a super stressed, pissy, God-awful section of the story to write about because God knows I’m not in the mood for a happy ending right now!
What was the title of this post? Oh yeah, corporate America. This is the second time I’ve been laid off in the past three years. It’s not performance related, I know that. I just think me and Corporate America are at odds with each other. We just can’t see each other’s point of view. I want to do good work with freedom and flexibility so I can make a measurable difference and corporate America wants to pretend that’s what they want but insert an assload of policies, procedures, and general creativity-killers in there. Can’t have it both ways, folks!
So maybe we should just divorce. Maybe we were never meant to be. It’s great having stability – and money – but I really hate it when people tell me what to do. And corporate America gets so pissed off when I fight back. They tell me my ideas are under consideration, that my opinion in valued, that they don’t want to lose me. But I’ve concluded that it’s impossible to deduce when that’s true and when it’s not. I’m pretty sure the Corporate machine does that on purpose. Comfort and confidence equals requests for pay raises and respect right? God forbid.
So anyways, Corporate America hates me and I’m ready to accept that. I’m a writer anyways, so what was I doing there in the first place?
This post doesn’t really have a point. I just wanted to rant a little bit and explain why I’m on the lam. Now that I have all this time on my hands, though, I’ll set aside a little bit for you!