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work is stressful. not because of what i'm doing, but because of fiscally uncertain times. and it doesn't help that the federal government is a bunch of fucking idiots who have no concept of what quality healthcare agencies need to stay afloat.

today was apparently a bloodbath. i suppose i'm happy to not have been there, but when you get an email in the morning from your boss saying 'call me at 3pm', it makes for a stressful day. you might think that after 7 1/2 years at a job, the idea of being the low man on the totem pole might have been retired, but not so. i'm no longer the lowest man on the totem pole, but as a result of my lack of status, i've had my hours reduced 20%. so starting in january, i work 4 days a week, not 5. under normal circumstances, i think i would have been bothered, but the point i'm at in my life right now, my first thought when i was told the news (over the phone, as i'm only working 3 days a week currently) was 'cool!' followed quickly by 'i have a job'.

rolling back a month, my son was born, and i'm currently taking monday & tuesday off for FMLA, so until March, i'm only working 3 days a week. but the reality is i already know that i'm going to miss having these days with him. well, now i get to have an extra day, so it's not the end of the world. in fact, it's almost a blessing. i'll be able to see him grow up that much more. 40+ days where i get to see him grow, rather than think about what i'm missing at work. yes, it sucks that i'm being paid less (20%), but i think it's worth it. i was fortunate. other people at work (some i think deserved it, others not) weren't so lucky.