....another last day at the Herald

Have you ever seen the movie "Groundhog Day"? Well, February 2 is not far off and I'm experiencing my own sort of recurring day - my last day at the Herald!

If you saw my last post you will know that yesterday was supposed to be my second last day of work at TCH. Now I have been granted another week of work!

When I started working in September it was supposed to last until the end of the year. December 27th was to be my last day. Happily, it was extended and I prepared for January 16th to be my last day. It was extended again and I was going to be done on January 23rd. I  packed up my grandbaby photos, my stapler and my inspirational cubical hanging. Yesterday they even had a lunch for me at Hubby's to say goodbye. I told the cat that next week I would be home with him, watching movies and reading books. (When I'm not figuring out what to do with the rest of my life)

I really like working, and I love the Tri-City Herald, so you won't hear me complain one tiny bit about my last day now being January 30th. Does this mean that it is really my 4th last day?

It would be easy to entertain the fantasy that I could just keep working at the Herald for many years to come, with one week extensions being granted each week, but I know better. I'm pretty sure next week will really be my last week. Maybe not forever. You never know what might happen.

I have been applying for jobs, but also keeping other options open. I've been thinking about going back to CBC and continuing on to get my AA. I am no longer afraid of Accounting 202! After all, I did 'the Algebra' and came out on the other side, unscarred.

So, I am dreaming, wishing and believing. Something will work out for me whether Punxsutawney Phil sees his shadow on February 2nd or not.  Just like spring, my last day had to come eventually.

Leaving the Herald again....

I wrote a draft awhile back - and it has disappeared. I left it sitting out "there" because I wasn't ready to publish it, but now it's gone and I don't think I can find those words again. Funny how things that are ours, like our words, are so difficult to recover once they are lost.
I wanted to write about going back to work at the Tri-City Herald. Actually, I did write about it, but the Internet has decided to play tricks on me and it is gone, gone, gone.
So - I will do my best to write something.
In September I went back to work at the Tri-City Herald. It ws a temporary job from the start and now I have only two more days until I have my second last day of work at the Herald. I will miss it when I leave, but there won't be tears like the last time.
I learned a lot of new things and gained a different perspective from the one I had before. I didn't do my old job - in fact, I wasn't allowed to dummy the paper. The person doing that now is doing a fine job and doesn't need my help. The layout of the paper has changed in the past 3 years as it has gotten smaller, and is now being printed in Yakima. It would have been fun to see if it would all have come back to me, but there were other things to do!
I learned what it is like on the other side of the dummies - the ad sales side. I have a better understanding and appreciation of the sales reps. It truly is something you have to step into in order to understand, and I only did a portion of what they do.
I was working as an ad assistant - doing pretty much anything they asked me to do.  It was busy and sometimes stressful, but I really enjoyed it. I feel proud of the job I did and confident that I made a difference. That said, they will be fine without me, just like they were the last time I left. I don't say that with any bitterness - it is simply the truth. Yes, the lessons I've learned have been valuable!
Going back was good.