Tuesday, 2 March 2010

Adjustment

I am still at work and Ian has now escaped. I am really jealous and realise that staying at work for much longer is going to be a great struggle. I was cross  today and the temptation to hand my notice in there and then was quite overwhelming; so much so that I came home to avoid any more confrontations. I think this is not going to get any easier! However Ian has not found the first few days of being unemployed that easy either, as his friends and family seem to think that now he is at home he can spend all the time helping them. Adjustment is going to be hard work!

4 comments:

The Spiv said...

Believe me when I tell you I can fully understand your frustrations at this time. When I had to retire to look after my wife, I couldn't believe how many people decided that I obviously now had so much time on my hands that I would be only too pleased to help them - after all, I was now only a glorified nurse-maid in their eyes!

You have got a fantastic future lined up for yourselves and it's not that far away. When someone winds you up, or just gets on your ****, just close your eyes for a couple of seconds, breath deeply - and imagine where you will be in 12 months time when they are still doing the same things and being miserable as sin doing it! Then just smile, say something polite(ish) and carry on dreaming!

It's a variation of what worked for me - hope it helps.

Lovely's Blot said...

Thanks Spiv.. yes it does. I know our neighbours in France have the same problem with friends and family expecting them to drop everything and help out because they don't have a 'proper' job! I do sometimes get tempted to impersonate a llama when meetings get a bit too tense!

Val said...

I remember that feeling. Simon stopped work four months before me, and it was suddenly much harder to get up and go to work in the mornings, knowing that he would be at home all day - even if he was spending it plumbing and plastering and painting, and generally getting our house in a fit state to sell. My tolerance for work-related 'bollocks' diminished (it had never been high!) and it got harder and harder to stay, until the point when I actually handed in my notice. Then suddenly there wasn't enough time left for me to do all the things I wanted to get sorted before I left, and suddenly I realised how much I would miss everyone, and as the final day approached I felt more and more guilty about riding off into my dream sunset and leaving my colleagues behind to fight the battle of the bollocks without me.
These are interesting times for you. Try not to be so caught up with the future that you forget to appreciate what the present still has to offer.

Lovely's Blot said...

Thanks Val, that's good advice as although our goal is a bit nearer there is a lot of time inbetween to enjoy. Yes, my bollocks tolerance is definately getting more sensitive!