I Believe In Miracles
I am in such a mood tonight, I don't know how to describe it. Matt and I are both sick, but we are at the computers trying to wear ourselves out so we can sleep. Yet, we are rockin' out to some awesome music right now. I have Stereomud's song "Pain" playing right now. We had been listening to Tenacious D for the last half-hour. I am not sure who I am going to put on after this, but it is definately going to be something we can continue to rock out to. Ah - I think Nickelback will be up next.
Anyway - work has been wildly hectic. I barely finished salary spreads before it was time to leave tonight. Seriously, one minute before quitting time the big boss lady finally was done with me. I finished my salary spreads and she questioned my estimations and asked my why sub teacher salaries was less this year to date as of October 31 compared with last year. Off the top of my head, I told her that my theory was that last year we had more vacant teaching positions at the beginning of last year than we did this year. She wanted me to prove that theory. Well, I went back to my office, pulled numbers, and I was right. Last year there were 55.2 teacher vacancies, and this year there are only 35. Yep! A difference of twenty teachers makes a big difference in the amount of subs that we hire to fill vacant positions. Then she questioned healthcare cost estimations vs. budget I told her my theory on that. I said I believed the budget was based on the higher projected cost of $6,858 a year. After contract negotiations with teachers it was reduced to $6,624. So the budget was based on the higher number. A difference of $234 a year per FTE. Well, when you have over 4,000 employees that is bound to make a huge difference between budget and estimations on actuals. She wasn't sure if she trusted my theory and wanted me to get proof on what number was used. So I did. I went to Kim M the Tech who did the budget, and I was right again. She had used the higher figure we were bandying about in June, not the approved figure that came out in late July. Then, she asked about the early retirement estimations that showed we would be $700K over budget. Well, I told her I thought Kim used last year's rates, and probably didn't use the full 4% on raises. Again, she told me to go make sure. I did, and again I was correct. So, for my first time doing salary spreads, the three areas she questioned and was prepared to tell me to go change - I did not need to change because the numbers were right - I was dead on and I could logically explain the reasons for the variations from year to year. Let me just say, this went a long way to calming the MASSIVE anxiety I have been feeling about preparing these salary spreads for her. I have been working myself into a tight little ball of worry about screwing these up and giving her numbers so out of whack she'd can my ass in a San Francisco minute.
Besides the salary spreads freaking me out, my direct supervisor handed off two more responsibilities to me last week at staff meeting. Let's just say, I had to get up and leave the meeting and go cry in the bathroom because I couldn't believe that she was dumping more stuff on me. I have more responsible areas than any other Tech my grade. I have nine areas of responsibility not counting all the extra stuff I do. I was so going to loose my temper, I just got up and left and let it out, then came back to the meeting. I wasn't going to be unprofessional and cry infront of the rest of the staff. I later spoke to her and told her that I thought it was too much work and I didn't think I could keep up with it all AND I was way stressed out. She reassured me that she knew I could do it. That wasn't my issue. I knew I could do the work - I'll have to work my ass off and do overtime - but of course I will do the work. I am just PISSED that others aren't carrying their fair share AND they are making more that I am. So, I am resolved to charge them overtime. I am going to take every break I am entitled to and my full lunch time - which will be a first - believe me. If things are late, well, too bad. I'm too busy. I am a month behind in billing because of all the extra crap they have been piling on me. I told Matt that if this keeps up, I am just going to have to make them hurt with overtime. I don't know if they'll really care or not. As long as the work gets done, I don't think they care about my mental or physical health in the slightest.
So - Matt's first week at his new Inspector II position with work has been a tiring one. He's not feeling the pain in his joints or fingers like he was with Assembly Lead III, but he's not used to crawling all over airplane parts looking for potentially hazard flaws in manufacturing. It's been one heck of a week for him, and he is SO totally looking forward to having this weekend to rest.
So - that means no huge dinner for us. Yes, I have a turkey breast and I will make him mashed potatoes and green bean casserole, but I am not doing all the stuff I usually do for huge family dinners. Thanks to TECT and the gift card my mother gave me for my birthday our groceries were paid for and I actually went to Dillions after work tonight and picked stuff up. Including of course Egg Nog for my baby. Yep, he just LOVES the stuff. I've never been an UBBER fan of the nog, but I don't begrudge him his nog. Anyway, it won't be much work, not like when I am making everything from scratch. I mean, I broke down and BOUGHT a pumpkin pie. Just kill me why don't you. No homemade bread or pie this year at all. No homemade cranberry sauce. Only thing that isn't coming from a can is the mashed potatoes and those are so simple an idiot could make them. It will be rather relaxing day for us.
Good grief it's late. I didn't realize that we'd burned up so many hours since I got home. We hung out, watched Little Miss Sunshine, then went to the computers to mess around on line with YouTube and various things. Well, it's time to go to bed. I'll write more this weekend.