(sorta) Celebrating Well
Monday, January 05, 2015
I put my notice in at my job today. Thank goodness, this nightmare is almost over. I talked to the big boss, and then sent an email to all relevant parties. Drizella was soon at my door asking me why. And I let it all out.
I told her there were lots of reasons, but that the biggest is that I'm not doing another performance evaluation with them again. She said that the evaluation would be different this year, because I did a good job this year. I said that I did a good job the year before, too, but she was just angry with me, and used the evaluation inappropriately. She said that's not true, just that she didn't know what I was doing. And I said she should have reconsidered evaluating it, then, if she didn't know. And that was a theme of the conversation. NOW I do a good job, and every time, I would say, No, I ALWAYS did a good job. It went on for a long time, and I said almost everything I needed to say. I was calm and didn't get flustered.
She said she hoped I would reconsider, and she is sorry if she was a part of this decision, but she feels her criticism was justified (and it may have been, and I granted her that, but I also said, "but your delivery was just...no."). She just wanted to make sure everything was going to be okay. And I said, "Everything is going to be okay."
The point of all that is that today was giant for me. Giant. And I don't know if it warranted a celebration, but it certainly warranted marking. I decided I wanted something special for dinner. But I wanted something healthy. Because today is special, and I am special, and I DESERVE that. So I did the best I could--we just got back in town, so we're lacking in the grocery department, but I put together something that felt decadent--nuts, olive spread, Triscuits, cheddar...all portioned out, measured and tracked. Because I DESERVE that.