Crazy Days

Well, things are finally starting to settle down after a mad few weeks.

I'm been going through a pretty tough time of it at work. I thought I was handling things ok, the work is very stressful and my boss is a complete nightmare... but things seem to be going reasonably well. Over the last month, things haven't been so great.

My boss has been nitpicking about everything I do. Checking on my work behind me, and in secret. Doubting my abilities and making it very obvious that she wasn't that happy with what I was doing. Things finally came to a head a couple of weeks ago when she reduced me to tears and we had it out. I told her she was intimidating me and that I had no illusions that she wanted me to stay in the job... well, to cut a long story short I think it's cleared the air a little. But I have no doubt that it's only a matter of time before things kick off again - she's just that sort of person, unpredictable and very unorganised.

Perhaps I didn't fully appreciate the level of work involved? I mean, I'm an organised person when it comes to work... Mike's nickname for me is Monica from Friends - cause he thinks I'm that anal about things. But organising Fiona (my boss) ... well, that's a whole other kettle of fish!

Anyway, at the moment the rough seas are calm (so to speak) and we'll see how it goes. But I'm coming to the conclusion more and more these days that life is just too short to live with stress. It overwhelms every other aspect of your life and that's the last thing I want.

Perhaps a new job is in order?