Bresaola con Rughetta e Parmigiano at Ecce Bombo. YUM!
A random meeting set up by the boss, not something that happens often. Meeting subject – Topic. Text, wants to run something by me.
She starts with, “well, this battle has been going on for a while and well, your expertise is needed in another group.” She fought to keep me on the team for what turns out to be about five months – so, that’s nice to hear. The fighting was not – “No, you take her.” “No, you take her.” It was, we really need her here, but we need her as part of our team. So, that’s nice to hear.
As with everything, there are good points and not as good. I will miss my teammates. I get new teammates and that’ll be fun – I know them already.
Title, compensation, telework agreement remain in tact. They’ll continue to support my PMP professional certification.
I’ll get to do more of the troubleshooting, problem solving that I enjoy and less of the penny pinching, budget watching, annoying parts of project management that I don’t like. I think the plan may be for me to manage staff at some point in time… Not sure how I feel about that but also don’t have to decide anything yet.
Change is scary. That’s the sum total of the apprehension. Change is evil. I’m Epicopalian, we don’t take change easily; but i have a job where my expertise is appreciated and sought so i guess I can handle some change (if I have to).
We returned from Rome on 15 January, Mum went into the hospital on 14 January. Yesterday was the first day I didn’t visit her or stay with her (she got out of the hosp on 26 Jan and I stayed with her until Tuesday night). Tuesday night I slept in my bed and last evening I sat on my butt in my house and had leftover pizza (from the freezer) and watched TV. I was in bed just after 9 and turned the light off at 10:30 (Parenthood is recorded so I’ll watch the rest today). It was glorious.
Things are slowly returning to normal – she has so many services available where she lives – yesterday a health aide came to help her bathe, then PT, then OT (she didn’t really like this one) and then the nurse. With that many people coming in and out, I certainly do not need to be there. I may go see her tonight, but she made sounds this morning like I may not need to do so… We’ll see.
So, this is why there has been nothing about the trip to Rome or pictures. My two cameras and cell phone are full of “food porn,” and the amazingness that is Rome. I booked us a cooking lesson (stories and photos to follow) with Chef Fabio! Looks nothing like the romance novel guy but actually looks like James Taylor – he was darned cute in my book, male-pattern baldness and everything.
I will go thru photos and share stories… but for today – I’m picking a few random photos to share. Thanks for continuing to check in, hopefully I’m back for a bit.
Like I said… “food porn.” This is my first gelato – OMG.
Pistachio and chocolate.
The cup is decorated with landmarks of Rome. Cute!