Weylyn’s ChangeLog

Just before our office closed for the Christmas break, my co-workers and I were moved into a closet made from the old foyer in our office. We were given 1 and a half hours notice before the end of the day on Wednesday that our furniture was being moved out of our current office on Thursday morning, and we had to be in our temporary office by then, rather than by the end of the day Friday.

Our office was then to undergo renovation, removal of walls to the two adjoining offices, and the addition of cubicles, so our department (undergraduate assignments) could effectively share space with the graduate and family housing department. Our estimated time line for completion and to move into our new office was the end of February, the 27th at the latest.

Due to delays, the completion date got moved. And moved again. Finally, the furniture was put in starting on Tuesday of this week. We were told we were moving Wednesday. Then Thursday - we had to wait for inspection from environment health and safety. Which on Thursday we were eligible for, as all the cubicles were done. Estimated time on the inspection, given to us Thursday at lunchtime? 2-3 weeks.

We moved yesterday. We got temporary leave to stay in our un-inspected cubicles. I got to work and my computer had been moved by my supervisor. I know it’s work equipment, but I am kind of possessive of things I identify as “mine”. I put on a smile and went to look at my new cubicle, complete with computer, and deemed the set up that my supervisor had arranged would not work. The monitor was too far away, and the phone was on the wrong side. I simply don’t do as well on the phone with my right ear, and the placement of the phone was such that to put the handset to my left ear would pull the phone, and cord, across my computer monitor and keyboard area.

The first thing I did Friday morning (instead of getting overtime for the move like we were supposed to) was move the rest of the belongings into my new space. Then I took apart my computer set up, moved the phone (which has to be connected the computer), and moved my computer tower to make the cords reach properly. When I asked my supervisor how I could remove the sensor for my wireless keyboard from where it was in the upper cabinet he asked, “Does it need to be moved?” I explained that I could not use the shelf for my notebooks with the sensor there, and it would be better if it were placed on top of the tower, anyway, as I usually sat with the keyboard in my lap.

I spent about an hour off and on re-wiring my computer, getting longer cords for my phone, and basically getting my computer and phone set up to where I could use them. I feel whiny when I say this, and I know my supervisor was just trying to aid the move by staying late on Thursday to move our computers, but if he had waited until we were there, he and I would not have wasted our respective times wiring and re-wiring my station to get it to where it works.

I still have a bunch of papers and notebooks I have to find places for in my new cubicle, but as our afternoon round of students called in sick, I had to cover the front desk. Starting on Monday the students are our sole front-line desk coverage. Friday our old full-time person was training for the new job duties she’s taking over in the back office (with me) because one of my other co-workers got another job. So Monday I have to go back to my unfinished office, and resume unpacking. Which, again, we were originally supposed to get overtime for, so it didn’t disrupt service we could provide during the day.

I guess the typical thing to do with a new journal, especially one like this, is to introduce oneself.

I am excited to finally have gotten off my lazy-ass long enough to ask for a log in, having (as you can see in the handy bar on the right) already submitted articles to Bactroid.

Quite frankly, the state I am in this morning is exhausted. I am currently working on my Master’s degree, and wouldn’t you know it, both my classes had projects due this week. My paper is done and submitted, but I honestly have only looked at my other project. The complicated one that actually has right and wrong answers, instead of being subjective like a paper.

The one that’s due tomorrow.

Sigh. Some days I wish work were optional. I could really use that right about now. Answering student and parent (usually parent) questions all day can be draining. I can only hope the calls are low volume today.

Ugh.

Off to face the world.