No rest for the weary

There's no place like home. But coming home means back to work and work. My first day back, my boss sent me and Jenny and IM. (Jenny is my daughter and works for the same company that I do.) He wanted to meet with the both of us so he came here to my house. We covered the typical issues, concerns and some new changes then he announced that he will be going to 3 days a week instead of 5. He's past retirement age and has finally decided to take it easy so with that, I knew what was coming. He started in with how we now need a manager and as he is speaking, I am motioning with my head and finger over to Jenny. She really deserves the promotion however, he chimed in and said, "Sorry Terrie, it's you". Crap, I hate this. I really don't like or want to be a "manager". Team lead is good enough for me. He even bumped up my wage but to me, it's not the money. I just don't want the responsibility. But, I didn't see that I had a choice so I told him I would do my best. Friday, I had a meeting with my boss, the programmer and the owner of the company. I can't tell you how many times I heard from the owner that the reason that "so&so" from the other company was let go was because he didn't know how to prevent "forest fires" and he didn't know how to effectively monitor the employees by tracking the amount of work each employeed did and making them accountable for their own jobs. This got my stomach turning in knots because I am not a numbers person. I stink at spreadsheets and if I have to manually count each and every order, well, I simply don't have time for that. The numbers game won't happen if it's not automated. He agreed with me there but since automation of reports takes time and takes the programmer away from other items that are at the top of the list, I am afraid that I will have no fighting chance. In any event, we began our changes last Tuesday. I have finally had the chance to look at some of the old orders that are sitting out there and I am baffled as to why. I guess this is what is meant by making each person accountable. Problem is, if I fix the problem simply to get it out of there, the person who should have been responsible will never learn. If I tell the person what to do, it's going to take that much longer to have them resolve the issue and realize what went wrong. I can't win. My only hope is to point out the issue then deal with the problem myself and hope they catch on.

And still no rest for the weary, when I came back from Florida, I had six order for doll clothes waiting to be filled and Brent and I came down with terrible colds. I've been so weak and so tired, I have really struggles with keeping up on the orders. I've been coughing so much and so hard that my sides and ribs hurt. I just want to go lay down...in fact, I think I will do that NOW! Goodnight.