I'm Still Here

Okay, I know its been a while but did they have to change everything about the blog so it's completely unrecognizable? I hate it when this happens.

I have a confessiion. I feel very guilty because I really love my job....and I just can't complain about it the same way others complain about work. I can however complain about the Theatre in that aspect. But I have done crappier work for more pay and had to deal with way more stress for less pay (and as of late, no pay). The work is easy and the people make it fun. Really, really fun and as hard as the daily routine has been to get into the groove of, I don't mind the night crawler hours.

These people come from all walks of life with their different stories. Some are more vocal as to their different chapters, others you know have just been through too much already without the spoken word and others who are hiding for what-ever reasons. I fall under the last category. These people are hard workers, and keeping up with them has been tough but the best part of it all, is each night I get to work in a safe environment with people who love to laugh.

I mainly work with women. Whouldda thunk it, considering I had such a problem with working with my gender I swore I would never do it again. The funny thing is, I once said I would never work for a female supervisor. Two of my favourite managers so far have been women, so I'm eating my words with marshmallows and chocolate. I'll wash it down with some humble pie and coffee for dessert.

The best thing of all is, the outside world had no clue as to what really goes on behind the corporate doors. I'm getting a clearer picture of the company I work for and its ideas. In the lunch room we sift out the propaganda, the politics and the reasons to the facts but we all agree there are worse places to work and we are all there by choice.

Speaking of choices, I've come to a conclusion about the Theatre. As much as I love it, and as much as I love being part of a production, I am taking a sabbatical from it. These people are impossible to work with and refuse to play by the rules set by the Executive. I feel like I have been ineffective and hindering at times because I have not known how to deal with situations. And mentally its too hard on my brain. They need somebody in there with, who doesn't know the parties involved and has an "I don't give a crap" attitude. I'm finishing out my term with the bare minimum of obligations. I don't owe them a thing after everything I have had to deal with.

Hubby asked me if I was stepping back to spend more time with the Beagles (as we have four now) (I'll explain in a bit about that one) or if I was looking at Management at work. The only way I would ever go management is if I could stay on nights only but they don't believe in that. They like to switch it up and I do not do days. My answer was more time with the Beagles. Also to return to writing and to my art work, both of which has taken a step back to the Theatre. I'm not liking that. So I've done some hard thinking and decided that its time to take back whats important to me. Stress and unwanted BS is not what I want. So I'll go where the fun is...And thats at home ....and work.

As I mentioned earlier we have four Beagles. The fourth came via a friend of mine who asked me to help out a friend of hers. When I told her we had a fourth Beagle her response was "I didn't mean for you to take the dog," but it was a case of he needed us, more than we needed him and he fits in perfectly. He is definitely Hubby's dog. Ballou just adores Hubby and the feeling is definitely mutual.

Ballou (pics will come once I figure out my freaking camera) is a larger version of GiGi and much sweeter. He is very playful and came into the house with a wagging tail. He like GiGi has been a very easy switch from households. Thank God becaue Dudley has been more than enough work dealing with his issues.

The cats not too happy with us but she is pretty forgiving once enough time has past.

Hopefully the choices being made as of late are going to lead to a less stressfull life. I really miss the fish pond right now