Some follow-ups
9 Oct 2024 03:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cimoreneI. The End of the Job
My contract expired last week, on October third, but I had about six days of "minus hours" to make up after that. My sick leave was written to cover one more day past the end of the contract so that I could ideally do one week of work. I can't do this extra work until I have a new employment contract (for insurance purposes, not for any additional renumeration) and it seems like my divisional supervisor boss on paper has had her hair on fire for a couple of weeks and hasn't been able to carve out any time to have this meeting with me until next Monday. Then we'll discuss the contract for the extra five days or whatever, and I guess I'll get an update on what's been going on with them. Seems like one of my colleagues at the district is having to leave her job and they evidently need to replace her, plus they are in the process of moving their headquarters because the historic building they've been renting one floor of for years has come up for required renovation. I have registered as unemployed now, but I can't have my conversation with the case worker from the employment bureau (who has been so helpful and sympathetic!) until after this meeting.
But it might be kind of good that this delay has happened, because I COMPLETELY failed to getwaxjism to beta read the written summary of improper behavior on the part of my bosses which I would like to give to this supervisor. I mean, there's not a deadline, it doesn't have to be at or by this meeting, but it would be nice. And I have been toying with the idea of getting help from someone more extroverted, and with more experience with the world, who is also a native speaker of Swedish, but I don't want to do that until after I get the first spousal okay. I prefer the most embarrassing mistakes to be saved for her! Then I will ask my local friend whose mom is a Swedish grammar and usage hawk for help fine-tuning, but it might be nice to ask like... some of my SILs and BILs who are way more extroverted than us and have more experience out in the job market world, especially for like, a cultural sanity check.
II. Sipuli and Tristana
Last cat update covered the truly disastrous encounter where Tristana had a panic attack and peed on the bookcase and the wall. Since then Sipuli and Tristana have been separated with Sipuli in the diningroom and the kitchen. The door between the diningroom and livingroom is kept open at all times and is blocked with a gate. The cats can see each other through this gate; they eat two of their three meals of the day on opposite sides of it, and we have been gradually edging the food dishes closer to the gate. In addition to consenting to actually eat when they can see each other, Tristana has shown some extreme bravery by approaching the gate more nearly a couple of times (but she ran away again a few minutes later). The main way they interact through the gate is that they both sit down at some distance and just maintain eye contact.
Cat divorce continues. I'm trying to spend some time in the same room as Wax in the evenings, but Sipuli gets preeeeetty upset about that. Last night, for example, there was a new Tantacrul video, and we both wanted to see it, so we watched in the same room, and it was long enough that she went through three separate cycles of crying heartbrokenly, giving up and falling asleep, and then crying heartbrokenly again. Wax has been sleeping in the isolation suite and I have been in here babysitting Sipuli during the day, since Wax has to be upstairs where her WFH setup is. Tristana could spend this time in Wax's lap, but she's mostly sleeping in the bed. The radiators came on a week ago so the spare duvet has been draped over the bedroom radiator to create a radiator cave for Tristana, and that's where she is to be found most of the time. She is barely willing to spend any time out of it cuddling me at night. And as of the weekend, I moved the turtle bed into the dining room and set it directly in front of the gate for Sipuli (since the bunnies had temporarily lost interest), and apparently it's the best thing Sipuli's ever seen. She spent two days almost entirely inside it instead of interacting with me during the day, which made my babysitting feel superfluous (except ten minutes after I gave up and left the room she was at the gate crying).
The radiator tent from a distance and Tristana inside it this afternoon
Sipuli and the turtle bed
III. Mental Health
I just managed to overcome like three weeks of avoidance and book the blood tests my doctor ordered at our last meeting! I haven't spoiled anything by leaving them this late, just annoying procrastination. Other than that, I have been feeling more okay again, not beset by huge waves of anxiety all the time, just regular seasonal winding-down. Wax has been going through a period of elevated anxiety alongside me though, at first much less severe, ever since... well, the same as my big nervous breakdown, the Snookums/Anubis disaster concatenation, so a couple of months now: not severe enough to seek medical help, so unlike me, she didn't have any medication or medical leave and she's now feeling significantly worse. We have been eating like we're camping out temporarily in MIL's unrenovated house again, or like it's the middle of winter and we're having a health crisis. Our good habits of meal planning and preparing dinner together have fallen 99.9% through the cracks (I feel a bit better but not better enough to shoulder the executive function of completely mealplanning and cooking myself like I have done sometimes in the past) and we've completely given up on not only going for walks together but even doing any errands apart from getting groceries. Maybe I will manage to set up a regimen and use the sun lamp the same time every day this year. That's the way it's supposed to help the best, but because I have so much ADHD, I've never managed to do it for more than like four days at a time in 20 years of owning a sunlamp.
My contract expired last week, on October third, but I had about six days of "minus hours" to make up after that. My sick leave was written to cover one more day past the end of the contract so that I could ideally do one week of work. I can't do this extra work until I have a new employment contract (for insurance purposes, not for any additional renumeration) and it seems like my divisional supervisor boss on paper has had her hair on fire for a couple of weeks and hasn't been able to carve out any time to have this meeting with me until next Monday. Then we'll discuss the contract for the extra five days or whatever, and I guess I'll get an update on what's been going on with them. Seems like one of my colleagues at the district is having to leave her job and they evidently need to replace her, plus they are in the process of moving their headquarters because the historic building they've been renting one floor of for years has come up for required renovation. I have registered as unemployed now, but I can't have my conversation with the case worker from the employment bureau (who has been so helpful and sympathetic!) until after this meeting.
But it might be kind of good that this delay has happened, because I COMPLETELY failed to get
waxjism to beta read the written summary of improper behavior on the part of my bosses which I would like to give to this supervisor. I mean, there's not a deadline, it doesn't have to be at or by this meeting, but it would be nice. And I have been toying with the idea of getting help from someone more extroverted, and with more experience with the world, who is also a native speaker of Swedish, but I don't want to do that until after I get the first spousal okay. I prefer the most embarrassing mistakes to be saved for her! Then I will ask my local friend whose mom is a Swedish grammar and usage hawk for help fine-tuning, but it might be nice to ask like... some of my SILs and BILs who are way more extroverted than us and have more experience out in the job market world, especially for like, a cultural sanity check.II. Sipuli and Tristana
Last cat update covered the truly disastrous encounter where Tristana had a panic attack and peed on the bookcase and the wall. Since then Sipuli and Tristana have been separated with Sipuli in the diningroom and the kitchen. The door between the diningroom and livingroom is kept open at all times and is blocked with a gate. The cats can see each other through this gate; they eat two of their three meals of the day on opposite sides of it, and we have been gradually edging the food dishes closer to the gate. In addition to consenting to actually eat when they can see each other, Tristana has shown some extreme bravery by approaching the gate more nearly a couple of times (but she ran away again a few minutes later). The main way they interact through the gate is that they both sit down at some distance and just maintain eye contact.
Cat divorce continues. I'm trying to spend some time in the same room as Wax in the evenings, but Sipuli gets preeeeetty upset about that. Last night, for example, there was a new Tantacrul video, and we both wanted to see it, so we watched in the same room, and it was long enough that she went through three separate cycles of crying heartbrokenly, giving up and falling asleep, and then crying heartbrokenly again. Wax has been sleeping in the isolation suite and I have been in here babysitting Sipuli during the day, since Wax has to be upstairs where her WFH setup is. Tristana could spend this time in Wax's lap, but she's mostly sleeping in the bed. The radiators came on a week ago so the spare duvet has been draped over the bedroom radiator to create a radiator cave for Tristana, and that's where she is to be found most of the time. She is barely willing to spend any time out of it cuddling me at night. And as of the weekend, I moved the turtle bed into the dining room and set it directly in front of the gate for Sipuli (since the bunnies had temporarily lost interest), and apparently it's the best thing Sipuli's ever seen. She spent two days almost entirely inside it instead of interacting with me during the day, which made my babysitting feel superfluous (except ten minutes after I gave up and left the room she was at the gate crying).
The radiator tent from a distance and Tristana inside it this afternoon
Sipuli and the turtle bed
III. Mental Health
I just managed to overcome like three weeks of avoidance and book the blood tests my doctor ordered at our last meeting! I haven't spoiled anything by leaving them this late, just annoying procrastination. Other than that, I have been feeling more okay again, not beset by huge waves of anxiety all the time, just regular seasonal winding-down. Wax has been going through a period of elevated anxiety alongside me though, at first much less severe, ever since... well, the same as my big nervous breakdown, the Snookums/Anubis disaster concatenation, so a couple of months now: not severe enough to seek medical help, so unlike me, she didn't have any medication or medical leave and she's now feeling significantly worse. We have been eating like we're camping out temporarily in MIL's unrenovated house again, or like it's the middle of winter and we're having a health crisis. Our good habits of meal planning and preparing dinner together have fallen 99.9% through the cracks (I feel a bit better but not better enough to shoulder the executive function of completely mealplanning and cooking myself like I have done sometimes in the past) and we've completely given up on not only going for walks together but even doing any errands apart from getting groceries. Maybe I will manage to set up a regimen and use the sun lamp the same time every day this year. That's the way it's supposed to help the best, but because I have so much ADHD, I've never managed to do it for more than like four days at a time in 20 years of owning a sunlamp.
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Date: 10 Oct 2024 06:34 pm (UTC)