Wo bist meine Katze?

Work, ugh. I was told that my boss wanted to meet with me and her boss to go over “expectations” and when I heard that, my blood began to boil. My cheeks were rosy all afternoon. Of course the meeting never happened so I must not be in trouble like I think I am. I didn’t abandon my job, it got too overwhelming and a co-worker noticed that I couldn’t handle it anymore. A lot of my frustrations from that day stem from my assistant being absolutely useless on purpose. It also stems from the fact that I’m doing the job that’s meant for two. I wonder if there are any other positions like mine in the building, multi-headed. Anyway, it made me so angry. I’m just gonna keep my head down, do my work, and get that fucking money. Fuck going above and beyond, I’m going to do what’s expected of me. This meeting will help clarify what to prioritize since there’s so much that requires my attention. It still doesn’t take care of my desire to change departments or even begin to touch on creating a new position for myself. I’m not a charismatic person that’s able to change the mind of the masses. I’m a people pleaser. And I hate having to defend myself, honestly. I do a great job in my role and only sometimes need advice on what to prioritize since there’s three different roles comprised into one.

STILL haven’t seen my cat. I heard his meows a couple of times in the night and Mum said that she heard him running down the hall. I still don’t know what I’m going to do about him. I have to start handling him more, with my hands.