Smooth Like Butter

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Work has been going smooth lately. TOO smooth, if you ask me.

At work, this is the time of the year where contracts are renewed, contracts are ended and contracts with new entities are signed.

The person in the position before me never read the contracts we signed. There are things we were contracted for that we may never have fulfilled on our end. This, as it seems, went unnoticed by everyone. That person is long gone now, but it feels good to look through our contracts and point out to my general manager (and my program director) the faults of my predecessor. They clearly dropped the ball and we're lucky we passed on by unscathed. (I guess this post isn't helping things, but whatever.)

There is always something on my plate, but for the most part I don't mind. I'm a busybody. The (few) times I've found myself with nothing to do, I'm bored out of my mind. This usually pushes me towards cleaning out my desk or reorganizing my long duration "to-do" list on my whiteboard. Times like these aren't that bad, but it's still boring nonetheless.

I always have to be doing something. Or at least have something planned for the near future. Yet with this type of "organized mind" I am a big fan of the unpredictable. This probably has to do something with my line of work, where news is breaking constantly and information is coming through our portal at the top of every hour.

Back on topic... I've managed to keep an iron grip on all of my contracts and part-time scheduling. I feel that something "terrible" is about to happen. Something HUGE is about to get atom bombed on my plate.

I can feel it in my bones.

Be seeing you.