Bunny's Stuffie Corner

I am a burnt-out kitten.

I'm working 9+ hours a day, split between two companies, so it seems like I'm half-assing both of them, but it still adds up to be a lot of work per day. I'm not cut out for this.

So I'm going to have to reduce the number of hours I'm working. Since I'm doing 4ish hours at one place and 5ish at the other (sometimes more, sometimes a little less), this means I'm going to have to just leave one of the companies altogether because I'm only doing the bare minimum number of required hours at both places.

Unfortunately, because the company where the boss is nicer has lower pay, higher required number of hours per week, and lower call volume, that's the one I'm going to have to cut. I don't want to, but I don't think I have much of a choice.

I'll start doing approximately 6 hours a day at both the hell company and my independent lines at the same time, which will shave about 3-4 hours off my overall workday and also give me more overall hours at the hell company. This will serve to make me look like less of a fuckup who does nothing but the bare minimum while also reducing the number of hours I work overall in a day.

I just feel so bad about it. But I can't run at this pace anymore.

I've talked it over with two of my friends, one a work friend, one a non-PSO friend. I wanted to talk to Daddy about it tonight, but I think he's already gone to bed.

Tomorrow and Saturday, I'm going to try to do my desired number of hours at hell company without working at the other one at all, to see if I can do it. If I can tolerate it, I'll resign from the less crappy place, unfortunately. I don't want to have to, but I'm back to crying when I have to go to work, which is a sure sign something has to give somewhere.

I hope like hell this is the right decision.
 
I am a burnt-out kitten.

I'm working 9+ hours a day, split between two companies, so it seems like I'm half-assing both of them, but it still adds up to be a lot of work per day. I'm not cut out for this.

So I'm going to have to reduce the number of hours I'm working. Since I'm doing 4ish hours at one place and 5ish at the other (sometimes more, sometimes a little less), this means I'm going to have to just leave one of the companies altogether because I'm only doing the bare minimum number of required hours at both places.

Unfortunately, because the company where the boss is nicer has lower pay, higher required number of hours per week, and lower call volume, that's the one I'm going to have to cut. I don't want to, but I don't think I have much of a choice.

I'll start doing approximately 6 hours a day at both the hell company and my independent lines at the same time, which will shave about 3-4 hours off my overall workday and also give me more overall hours at the hell company. This will serve to make me look like less of a fuckup who does nothing but the bare minimum while also reducing the number of hours I work overall in a day.

I just feel so bad about it. But I can't run at this pace anymore.

I've talked it over with two of my friends, one a work friend, one a non-PSO friend. I wanted to talk to Daddy about it tonight, but I think he's already gone to bed.

Tomorrow and Saturday, I'm going to try to do my desired number of hours at hell company without working at the other one at all, to see if I can do it. If I can tolerate it, I'll resign from the less crappy place, unfortunately. I don't want to have to, but I'm back to crying when I have to go to work, which is a sure sign something has to give somewhere.

I hope like hell this is the right decision.
It’s a hard choice to have to make.

I highly recommend trying to do it the other way too, doing the required hours/what you need to make a living at the good company too.
Sometimes it’s easier to work more but in a less annoying environement.
 
It’s a hard choice to have to make.

I highly recommend trying to do it the other way too, doing the required hours/what you need to make a living at the good company too.
Sometimes it’s easier to work more but in a less annoying environement.

I would love to stay at the good company, but the calls are just not there, unfortunately. Also, I've already been spoken to about my call average time being too low. So I expect this is probably going to be me leaving before they can fire me. I like the owner, but the callers on this platform just don't seem to like me very much. :(

So I'm going to do more at the crappy company and hope for the best. I am, however, going to continue running my independent lines, and maybe someday, I can transition back to only doing those again.
 
In other news, my Christmas shopping is pretty much almost already finished (mostly because I'm out of funds, lol). The only thing is, there's something I ordered for Daddy that might not be here in time for Christmas, and if it's not, I'll have to go get something else to give him instead. Everything else is done, though. Yay!
 
I've got to write this resignation email today, and I've also got to email the person who helped me get the job, and I don't want to do either because I don't want either the boss or my friend to be mad at me. But my brain is melting from doing 9-10+ hours a day, and I just can't handle it anymore. Dreading the fuck out of it, though.
 
Sent in both my resignation email and an email to the friend who helped me get the job. I hope no one hates me for this.

I was feeling pretty down about it and reached out to one of my other friends in FB and got an "Oh, no! Did I tell you I hurt my knee at the Christmas tree farm?" So that did a lot of good.

Also, I sent my best friend a message on Thursday, which it says she's read, but she hasn't answered yet. It was nothing important, but I was checking up on her. She had posted something the other day about changing how she relates to people and returning the energy they give her and stuff like that. So is she pissed off at me about something? Probably.

Sigh. I get kinda tired of tiptoeing around everyone else's feelings when they certainly don't mind either stomping on or totally ignoring mine.

Ok, I'm gonna go do some work and work on Daddy's giant Batman symbol cross stitch, which I hope I can finish in time to get to him by Christmas.
 
Well, the good news is my former boss is not mad. The bad news is, I've fucked up the cross stitch badly enough that I can't fix it. So now I don't have enough stuff for his Christmas present, nor any time or money to buy or make anything else.
 
Saved Daddy's Christmas present. Used a gift card I got for my birthday to buy him a couple of things. Also making him a scarf, but if I don't finish it before Christmas, he can get it later, or I can save it for Valentine's Day or something, lol.

His birthday is Dec. 20th, so I wanted to be sure to have him separate birthday and Christmas presents.

My best friend is still not talking to me. She does this from time to time, gets upset at me for something I don't realize I've done and then doesn't talk to me for like a month. And I'm stubborn and won't ask what's wrong because to me, the silent treatment is stupid and childish. It's a game my narcissistic mother plays, and I have no use for it. If you can't tell me what's wrong, that's your problem, not mine. It pisses me off more than it hurts my feelings.

But honestly, we've been drifting apart for over a year now. She has a gf now, so she doesn't need me. Go figure.
 
Saved Daddy's Christmas present. Used a gift card I got for my birthday to buy him a couple of things. Also making him a scarf, but if I don't finish it before Christmas, he can get it later, or I can save it for Valentine's Day or something, lol.

His birthday is Dec. 20th, so I wanted to be sure to have him separate birthday and Christmas presents.

My best friend is still not talking to me. She does this from time to time, gets upset at me for something I don't realize I've done and then doesn't talk to me for like a month. And I'm stubborn and won't ask what's wrong because to me, the silent treatment is stupid and childish. It's a game my narcissistic mother plays, and I have no use for it. If you can't tell me what's wrong, that's your problem, not mine. It pisses me off more than it hurts my feelings.

But honestly, we've been drifting apart for over a year now. She has a gf now, so she doesn't need me. Go figure.
Yup, silent treatment is a no go for me too.
”I’m angry and need some space” is fine, but when it is meant as punishment and/or manipulation, I have better things to do than playing along in a game I can’t win.
 
Yup, silent treatment is a no go for me too.
”I’m angry and need some space” is fine, but when it is meant as punishment and/or manipulation, I have better things to do than playing along in a game I can’t win.

Saaaaaaaame.

She actually finally answered me today, but her wording was odd and stilted, and I still think she's pissed about something. I'm just gonna let it go, though. Not worth it.

Now I'm desperately making Daddy's scarf, hoping to get it done before his birthday, which is the 20th.
 
Daddy has Covid...again.

For those of you keeping score at home, this is the seventh time.

If the smoking doesn't kill him, the Covid will. :rolleyes:
 
It's been a very disappointing week.

My dad fell last Friday morning, which resulted in a seven-hour ER trip later that day. They told us he has atrial fibrillation, which caused the dizziness/fainting that caused the fall, among other things, like a broken orbital bone where he hit his eye when he fell.

He had random dizzy spells off and on throughout Christmas and the days after, almost falling again on Christmas night. We got in to see a cardiologist today. He has tests scheduled and an appointment for a follow-up visit to try to figure out what's causing the a-fib.

I have a select group of friends I have been updating on this via FB. I've also been updating Daddy, and I let work know yesterday that I wasn't exactly sure when I'd be back.

Only a couple friends have even said, "I'm sorry this is happening." Only one asked for an update. I've been sending Daddy increasingly desperate texts (because not only am I dealing with my dad's health problems, but I'm also dealing with both narcissistic parents and their stupid bullshit power struggles, listening to each one bitch nonstop about the other as soon as they get a half a chance, and hearing them sniping at each other and generally behaving like overgrown children). He hasn't answered in days. My immediate supervisor just told me to update her when I knew something more concrete. Not even an "I'm sorry you've got all this going on" from that department, either.

My best friend did the "care" react on one of my statuses on FB. So I know she has seen at least some of this. But has she so much as messaged to ask what's up and see how I am? Nope. I'm going to pieces, and literally no one gives a rat's ass, even people who claim to care about me.

In addition to all that, my idiot cousin showed up to Christmas sick. So I have some mystery illness that may or may not be covid. And yesterday, I got the notification that my rent is going up $125 in February. So the Universe is just beating the shit out of me right now, and the entirety of my circle of people who are supposed to care cannot be arsed to even message to see if I'm holding it together or not.

So, yeah, it's been a very disappointing week for me.
 
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It's been a very disappointing week.

My dad fell last Friday morning, which resulted in a seven-hour ER trip later that day. They told us he has atrial fibrillation, which caused the dizziness/fainting that caused the fall, among other things, like a broken orbital bone where he hit his eye when he fell.

He had random dizzy spells off and on throughout Christmas and the days after, almost falling again on Christmas night. We got in to see a cardiologist today. He has tests scheduled and an appointment for a follow-up visit to try to figure out what's causing the a-fib.

I have a select group of friends I have been updating on this via FB. I've also been updating Daddy, and I let work know yesterday that I wasn't exactly sure when I'd be back.

Only a couple friends have even said, "I'm sorry this is happening." Only one asked for an update. I've been sending Daddy increasingly desperate texts (because not only am I dealing with my dad's health problems, but I'm also dealing with both narcissistic parents and their stupid bullshit power struggles, listening to each one bitch nonstop about the other as soon as they get a half a chance, and hearing them sniping at each other and generally behaving like overgrown children). He hasn't answered in days. My immediate supervisor just told me to update her when I knew something more concrete. Not even an "I'm sorry you've got all this going on" from that department, either.

My best friend did the "care" react on one of my statuses on FB. So I know she has seen at least some of this. But has she so much as messaged to ask what's up and see how I am? Nope. I'm going to pieces, and literally no one gives a rat's ass, even people who claim to care about me.

In addition to all that, my idiot cousin showed up to Christmas sick. So I have some mystery illness that may or may not be covid. And yesterday, I got the notification that my rent is going up $125 in February. So the Universe is just beating the shit out of me right now, and the entirety of my circle of people who are supposed to care cannot be arsed to even message to see if I'm holding it together or not.

So, yeah, it's been a very disappointing week for me.
Ugh, I’m so sorry Bunny, that sounds like a lot.
I hope they can get on top of managing your father’s heart issues, so you can get som peace and quiet again.

A lot of the time people are unsure what to say and feel unable to help or just assume you have others to help.
 
Ugh, I’m so sorry Bunny, that sounds like a lot.
I hope they can get on top of managing your father’s heart issues, so you can get som peace and quiet again.

A lot of the time people are unsure what to say and feel unable to help or just assume you have others to help.

Thank you, Iris. I really appreciate it. :rose:
 
There was a round of firings yesterday at work. I somehow survived them.

I learned today that my average call time at that job is slightly higher than the company average. So that is most likely how I didn't get canned, lol.
 
There was a round of firings yesterday at work. I somehow survived them.

I learned today that my average call time at that job is slightly higher than the company average. So that is most likely how I didn't get canned, lol.
Baby steps.
Sorry about all the stuff happening, especially this time of year.
Here's hoping it gets better.
And for cheering up sake....


present from my daughter.
Squishmallow variety. It has highlights the other one I received last year didn't.
 
Baby steps.
Sorry about all the stuff happening, especially this time of year.
Here's hoping it gets better.
And for cheering up sake....


present from my daughter.
Squishmallow variety. It has highlights the other one I received last year didn't.

Thank you, that's very kind of you. Love the stuffie, too! I saw a Hello Kitty Squishmallow in Walmart the other day, before Christmas. I wanted her, but I hated to spend my money on something for me when I was supposed to be buying Christmas presents. So I may go back soon and see if she's still there and if she has possibly been marked down some. :)
 
I slipped trying to get out of the bathtub tonight, and I think I may have broken or cracked something in the top of my foot. It hurts like hell, and there's a knot on top of it.

Oh, well, hope it'll heal on its own because I don't have insurance, and orthopedic doctors don't work for free. Yay, America! :rolleyes:
 
I slipped trying to get out of the bathtub tonight, and I think I may have broken or cracked something in the top of my foot. It hurts like hell, and there's a knot on top of it.

Oh, well, hope it'll heal on its own because I don't have insurance, and orthopedic doctors don't work for free. Yay, America! :rolleyes:
How are you now?
 
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