Raaar!!!

Went to work this morning stressed to fuckity fuck! Seriously, seriously stressed!! It is the end of the financial year, and I am trying to write budgets, which include purchasing services for drugs work and young peoples work, and nobody can make a final decision about what the fuck we want. It is truly a nightmare!! On top of that, one of our service providers is playing stupid with a member of my team (employed by them), and trying to make it look as if it is anybody's fault but theirs, and I'm having to deal with her on the phone distraught all the time. Counselling is not in my job description!!

So, this morning, I have all of this going on, (plus a mountain of work including an annual report and a 2 year strategy to write in the next two weeks, not to mention an open day and a steering group meeting, amongst other things), and have also got a meeting with our new Director to see if myself and my line managed staff member have jobs or not. I tell you, I was shitting myself that I was going to have to tell her she was out of a job - more than I was worried about being told I was out of a job! I actually woke up this morning from several bad (and slightly weird) dreams about it.

Anyway, yay for the new Director, who has told me that not only are both our jobs safe, but we are also slotting in, so don't even have to reinterview for them! Yay, yay, yay!!

Now just the normal shit left to get on with...!