Good afternoon. It's another cold day here in the city....but the sun is shining so brightly...at least for now it is. We're watching for a weekend snowstorm. Hopefully it veers away from here. It's a cooking weekend for me so I need to get my food shopping done...and if there is to be a snowstorm Saturday, I will have to get my shopping done tomorrow after work...not something I enjoy doing on a Friday after a long week of work.
Good news, everyone. Hubby has a job. Can you believe it? The first interview he went for, he got hired and is scheduled to start in two weeks. This gives him time to check out a couple more interviews he has. It's amazing, because jobs are scarce here in the city...even in our field. Many programs closed because of budget cutbacks, and all those people are out there looking for work.
Meanwhile, I'm not sure if I will be able to keep up with all my blogs during the next few days. I am just so overwhelmed...and I don't like feeling this way. I am not usually a grumpy person and I am feeling that way. I just hate to sound ungrateful, and believe me, I'm grateful that my hubby will be working, but I am also burned out and disgusted with my own job. I will be 63 next month so looking elsewhere is simply out of the question...and social security will simply not pay enough to survive, so what do you do?
My supervisor made a mistake and overbooked me with intakes for the past two weeks. I have had 7 in all. That all adds up to 7 hours of asking questions and since each intake packet processed takes about 3 hours each, it's 21 hours of paperwork. I only work 35 hours a week, so that's almost an entire week just on my newcomers. Now add 4 hours for running group, 25 half hour individual sessions, treatment plans, group notes, staff meetings, supervision, monthly reports, progress notes...and where does one find the time? Ah, maybe I am just getting too old. Sorry for complaining on what should be such a happy time, just had to get it off my chest.