sight isn’t always necessary

A response!  Not the one I wanted, but Scott finally acknowledged today that I sent him that huge long in-depth proposal for a flexible schedule.  His response was filled with all things despicable about Aliquant; that they would see this as an attack on them rather than a viable solution to a real problem that one of their employees faces.  And that they would push it to the side (though that was adamantly denied) and ignore the problem, until one day… what happens?  The employee bites back?  Threatens to quit?  They don’t know, and they somehow don’t even consider the possibility that an outcome like that could occur.  I don’t know, I guess I’ll just be patient.  The conversation essentially went as follows: Scott lets me know that he’s not ignoring the email, he just needs to discuss it with Saraab and she’s busy with the conference.  He’ll get back to me next Friday.  I agree, that sounds fine, thanks for taking a look at it.

A few minutes later, I realize what this means.  It means that they’re not going to discuss it, Friday of next week will come and go and nobody will give me the time of day, and I’ll continue into yet another week of my pregnancy, another week of time lost, waiting and wondering if my life is ever going to be any easier.  So, I message Scott again – I’m just concerned that this is an issue that could be ignored for some time, and as I have little time left, my anxiety over it is growing.  I will be patient until next Friday, but I’m essentially telling him that I’m not giving up until they give in.  He assures me it won’t be swept under the rug, they’ll discuss it, my benefits should not be impacted but since it’s asking to go part-time, my maternity leave may be affected.

So.  What does that mean?  That if I start going part-time now, I won’t receive any maternity leave?  I mean, I guess that’s okay, and Craig and I will by then be able to figure out ways of making ends meet a little better than we can now – we can’t sit down for any time now to make up a budget.  We have no time.  Or, at least, I don’t have any time, and I don’t have any motivated people in my life to do it for me (my husband, basically), so until I find some time, it won’t get done.

LIFE IS STRESSFUL.

And now, back to work.