Things are going much better, but not for the reasons you may think. I “lost” the battle of getting a new manager. Lost may be an exaggeration but it is reality. What learned from this experience is that corporate america is s cold game (not that I didn’t know this), but the level of lowness and desperation amazes me. What I found is even though my boss was performing horribly at her job, she managed to play some cards that deviated all attention from her. What can I say, she has tens year over me. I’m not saying she got off clear and free but she threw me under the bus in ways I had no idea would even become valid reasons.
So I found myself at a crossroads, the ultimatum was stay and work with her or find a new job. This all went down a week ago on Friday. I needed the entire weekend to regroup, and I swear I wanted to quit. My mother and My Guy advised me to suck it up and play nice in the sandbox. I swear that was the hardest part (stepping out of my ego). By Sunday I decided I would play nice, however I will keep my options wide open. So this past week marks the start of something new, playing nice on the corporate plantation. I am sure it was expected for me to turn in my resignation letter, but I figure I’d wait & show I can rise above this awful situation, become a valued team member, let the waters cool, and then bounce on their assess (sorry but I don’t get paid well enough for this bullshit).
Oh how I adore my honey bunny. Things are moving quite well for us, it’s almost been 90 days, lol. Last Saturday night he sent me a drunken text telling me he was out drinking followed by another text that told me his front door was unlocked and he wanted to wake up to me. It was 7:30 am Sunday when I read these messages and like an earthquake shaking me in the night, I quickly got up and got ready to see My Guy. When I arrived the door was unlocked and he was sound asleep. I could tell he was drunk last night from the position he was in while in bed.
I got undressed and hopped in his bed; mind you sleeping beauty never hears me. I lay in his bed for about 40 minutes until I decided I would wrap my arms around him and rubbed him gently. To his surprise there I was and it was so lovely to be in his warm embrace. The funny thing is, he didn’t recall sending me the text; but clearly he meant to because the door was unlocked. We ended up spending the entire day together and it was sweet. I will see him tomorrow and I can’t wait.
So I decided I would acknowledge the fact that this will be my last year in my 20s (wow, how time flies). My birthday is on the 19th, and I decided next Saturday I would invite some friends out to join me for dinner and dancing. Every year I reflect on what I’ve accomplished as it relates to my birthday. The most exciting thing of course is my graduate program, but honestly I must admit it feels good to be in a real relationship and being able to share these moments with someone who makes me feel special.