I dread packing

So, I have been at the Funds, my employer for almost six years. Through 2 promotions, staff upheavals, a reorganization, and the shuffling of staff into a team structure, I am one of the few remaining classified staff to have never moved from my original cubicle.

That’ll end Friday.

Our workspace is being renovated over the next 4-6 weeks, converting our 6×6 cubicles into 8×8, among other changes. And when it’s all over, my cubicle is being replaced by the new conference room. So I’m moving with the Department up 2 floors for the renovation, and then will be put in my new space when it’s all done. (Straight out of Dilbert, during the renovation, I’ll be placed in an office out of necessity due to limited space, but I’ll still have my old cubicle, because they didn’t want to rent additional furniture. Think about that – a cubicle within an office. Heh.) Turns out, I’m borrowing a manager’s desk, since they won’t be using it during the renovation. Sweet.

So, I’m packing today and tomorrow. It’s quite depressing, really.

In other news, I’m making painfully slow progress on my novel. I am somewhere between half-way done and 2/3 done, depending on how much the plot requires of me. I failed to adequately use opportunities I gave myself over Labor Day weekend, but I still hold out hope for finishing soon enough to get the publishing ball rolling before the end of the year.

And my political anthology, “From Maverick to Statesman”, is still in limbo on Amazon. Don’t know what’s taking so long, but it shouldn’t be too much longer.

Otherwise, not much news to report. I’ll update my election projections during the next week, once we get some distance from the conventions and more polling can be done on where things stand.