Since She's Been Gone

An awkward transition period at best, there WAS NO real functional exit. In her own little world, she never really gave me or my coworker an effective training before she took her leave. But, I can already tell that it’ll get better.

Until they find her replacement, I’m now in charge of bills, managing outside consultants (to a degree), and directly working with “clients” for their production and printing needs. In a way, I don’t mind the extra work. For starters, things won’t sit on that bitch’s desk for 3 weeks before it finally gets to me at the 11th hour. Now that I have more ownership, things will get done and in a timely fashion.

This is now my opportunity to reshape the Communications department and create a well-oiled machine, something that bitch neglected to do. Things are already starting to work for the better. Not to quote a Kelly Clarkson song, but since she’s been gone, I can BREATHE for first time. I cannot wait until she is officially out of town.

I was allowed to purchase a new desk, which has given me more space to actually have 2 computers and still leave room for paper work. I’m scheduled to have my PC installed tomorrow.

With her out of the picture, I can already feel a weight lifted off of my shoulders. I don’t feel like I’m walking on egg shells all the time and constantly under a critical eye. I still have some damages and trauma she’s caused me to get through, like confidence, but time heals all wounds, right?