Stressed

[unfeathered]

Damn, I'm getting to use this icon a lot.


I had no idea that moving offices was going to be so stressful. I was actually quite looking forward to it, but the reality is not quite what I expected.

It's not awful. It's just all the little things you have to adjust to. It really is like starting a new job, except you do at least know the people and the job. But what with having to get used to a new desk and chair and layout, and air-conditioning they can't seem to manage to switch off so it's really chilly, my neck and shoulders are killing me, though I did at least get my chair sorted so my lower back isn't too bad.

And then there's things like the fact they haven't got the labels for the doors yet, or floor numbers on the stairwell, so there's the stress of trying to remember where you are and who's where. And the fact there are no toilet roll holders in the loos. (Yesterday, there wasn't even any paper at all - you had to take a tissue with you to the loo!) And the boiler in the kitchen doesn't work yet so you haven't wait ages for the kettle to boil when you want a cuppa. And. And. And.

And the main door into our (big) room is behind me, and I'm a nosy person so I keep turning round to see who's coming in. I really miss my cosy corner with the wall at my back so I could just see what was going on and no-one could sneak up on me. (So to speak. They don't really sneak!) And of course I miss everyone here and in Whoville. I've managed to get a little bit of RP in, mainly by dint of typing in Word and then copying and pasting, but tbh I don't think I'll even bother tomorrow because I can't relax enough to enjoy it, plus two out of five of us are off tomorrow and the work's still piling up, so it's going to hellish. Oh, and it's my turn for late night cover tomorrow so I have to stay an extra half-hour till 5.30. Though at least I might be able to get on the Internet at that point. Shouldn't be too many other people around by then on a Friday!


OK, I'm going to stop moaning now and go and do the ironing, then begin the lengthy process of putting Jack to bed. And when he's finally down I'm hopefully going to watch Torchwood, if it's finished downloading in time!

Comments

[skipthedemon.livejournal.com]

I hate having my back to doors, too. Doesn't matter what I'm doing. Also, I've done the whole office move thing, and it does indeed sorta suck. It's discombobulating.

*hugs*

[unfeathered]

*hugs gratefully*

Yeah. I just wasn't prepared for how stressful it was going to be. And I'm not coping very well with stress at the moment. It doesn't take much of it to tip me over into either crying my eyes out or getting very agitated and swearing all over the place, neither of which go down very well at work... *g*

Best I can hope is that I'll actually sleep again tonight (last night wasn't too bad) so at least I won't be absolutely shattered on top of everything else tomorrow.

It's just weird because I love my job and yet for the first time since - well, since I was pregnant and stressed and had morning sickness - I really don't want to go into work tomorrow.

*big sigh* *goes off to change Jack's nappy for the third time*

[mad-jaks.livejournal.com]

*Snuggles you* and *hands comfort chocolate*

I'd hate to have to sit with my back to the door it would give me the heebiejeebies and that draught would do for me (good job I don't work in an office anymore:))

[unfeathered]

*snuggles and munches chocolate*

Well, the door's not exactly right behind me - it's a big open plan office and there's a little comfy seating area and a double row of desks between me and the door, but it means people are coming in from where I can't see them (not to mention my monitor being visible from the door and me not being able to see if it's a friend who's just walked in or one of the big bosses).

At least I am at the end of our double row of desks, next to the wall/window - and with a nice view over the park (and the back of the shopping centre). It could be worse, honestly. It's just that I've been used to having my back to the wall.

And the draught is from the air conditioning, not the door. :-(

[mad-jaks.livejournal.com]

A view of the park is good :)

I got that about the air con - I'm just not good in draughts period.

[chatona.livejournal.com]

I'd hate to have my back to the door. I'm terrible like that. I mean, okay. In my room, the door's in my back, too, but the door is always closed and no one's around but my mum and my dad so it doesn't matter.

... I hate sitting with my back to the door. Ugh. *shivers*

*hugs you*

[unfeathered]

Yeah, it's not actually directly behind me, more sort of to the side, so it could be worse. I found I was getting used to it yesterday at last. I don't think it helped that I don't really know the people in the bank of desks behind me (two of whom are facing towards my screen) but they're really nice and I'm feeling more relaxed about them now. It really is just a case of getting used to it, I supposed. :-)

[chatona.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I guess it is - and humans in general can get used to just about everything if given enough time *huggles* Well. Weekend now anyway ♥