We'll See How Brave You Are

Sometimes I get the feeling that I'm not doing what I should be doing. Something is just not right. Maybe it was something I ate. Or Maybe it's just the Sunday-Night Blues coming in swiftly.

Work has been kicking my butt lately and I just can't seem to say "stop" loud enough. They want me to take on more advanced work and more training, which is fantastic, but I am not able to drop the stuff that is taking up most of my time...manual work. We don't have a system in place that could take most of this manual work from me, but they keep saying it's something they want to get soon. Not soon enough, I say. I'd like to stick around and see this through, but it's getting increasingly difficult.

I think I'm just going to have to throttle back and ride things out a bit until I can get enough time in that I will be more marketable.

I got an email on Saturday looking for an HR Generalist/Organizational Development Specialist. It sounds fun, but it also sounds underpaid. So, like I said, I have to ride things out for a while (and not the fun kind of riding).

Oh, and then I was told by one of my coworkers that one of the trainees we had last weekend said that I was "cocky...but, like...you know... In a good way." What the fuck does that mean?

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