Cub Scout Camp!

I'm packing tonight for cub scout camp tomorrow. Just me and my youngest, a wolf cub now. I can't believe how much stuff we need for 3 days and 2 nights, my goodness. Extra of everything, in case somebody falls in a swamp. In the pool every morning. The Cub master is making me get up at 6am, that's before sunrise, almost for Pete's sake. Well, I've taken Monday off, in the hopes I will get a bit of recovery time. Alas, we have 2 folks coming to give us estimates on flooring, a dumpster coming, and our real estate agent is coming to give us some pointers on what we need to do to get ready to sell our house. I can't wait. (That's sarcasm, I know you can't hear it in my voice, so I thought I'd point it out.) See you in 3 days!

My first post

OK, I set this account up quite sometime ago, and have never blogged anything. Here it is at 2 am and I can't sleep, too much running through my head. Scary and exciting all at the same time.Big upheavals at work this week. Improvements. Realignments. Reorganization. A flattening of the reporting structure. Little boxes everywhere on the new Org Charts. Where's my box? My department no longer exists! Oh, there's my box, well, it's not garaunteed to be my box, but I've got a pretty good shot at keeping it. New department, new manager, new supervisor. At least I have a box, some don't. Good friends, good workers, more pedigreed than I. Would I trade places with them if I could? I'd like to say yes. A year ago I would have, for the severance and a little more time with the kids while they are young. But in these economic times? Sorry, no can do. Most of those leaving have degrees, they'll find other jobs. I can justify it that way in my mind, I guess, if it makes me feel better. I have too much to do. I have too much to pay for. I want so much, just like anybody else. We can always put the boys back in public school, dh says. That's always his fallback. He'd feel better if they were in a "normal" school, learning something. But that wouldn't make enough of a difference, so I'll take my new little white box, and keep the private, unique, New School for now. Maybe I'll get to learn something new. Maybe I'll go back to school, who knows. Maybe in another 6 months I'll get a severance package, too. Maybe, maybe, maybe. See why I can't sleep?