divine angst

I think I’ve been pretty well behaved, given I’m in the two-week stretch—two weeks till we move, less than two weeks till my last day of work—but today, things are just wearing on me. Because some people are going on vacation or leaving for new jobs before my last day (yeah, it’s been sort of tumultuous around here), we’re in a massive push to get all these projects ready to go by FRIDAY.

Technically, we’ll have next week to clean up last minute stuff, but everything important has to be done in two days so we can announce the completion of these projects Friday afternoon. Oh, and tomorrow, my group is supposed to go meet the group we are merging with. So, make that one and a half days until we have to be done with everything.

Needless to say, I’ve been working pretty steadily this week—hence the dearth of substantive or, perhaps, even interesting posts. And today it hit me. I’m annoyed, I’m tired, I’m frustrated. I’m experiencing a lot of sensory overload as people move in and out of my office and talk just loudly enough that I can hear that mumbling-voice sound over my earbuds. Sigh.

The only thing that’s really keeping me going is knowing that next week, when my replacement will be here also, I get to move into a new office. All by myself. An office with a nice window and a super cushy chair. I’ll have some relative peace and quiet in which to clean up details, pull all of my personal stuff off my computer, and contemplate the future. So, really, one and a half days more to greater serenity.