I didn’t mean to be all mysterious with that last post (although I can tell by the number of comments that everyone was really concerned), I was just a bit tipsy (to put it delicately) and about to fall over asleep. So, the story: A couple of weeks ago, my boss got an email that said I was due for my 100-day break soon. (For those who don’t know what I’m talking about, this explains it pretty well. I’m being vague on purpose so I don’t get dooced.) My boss asked me about it, and I said that was weird because I had just taken my 100-day break. She forwarded the email to my rep at the contracting agency, and left it at that.
My rep and I exchanged a couple of emails and voicemails about it, and it turns out? Apparently I can’t do math, because I was off by one week. When I started this job, I thought that I was on day 102 of my break, and actually, it was day 95. And since the 100 days have to be continuous, it means that as of March 31st, I have to take another 100 days off. This is not as fun as it sounds, since it means going over 3 months with no paycheck. Plus, the whole being-bored-out-of-my-mind-all-day thing. Not to mention that I just really, really like this job. It’s a good team, the people are nice, I like my boss a lot, and I’ve learned a lot about a side of the IT industry that I had never been exposed to before. Obviously, the thought of having to leave in the next two months upset me greatly.
So! I somehow managed to keep myself from completely breaking down & sobbing at my desk, although I’m still not sure how I pulled that off. After I got home, Dave, The Boy Davis and I hit our local family Mexican restaurant so I could order myself a very large, very fruity drink. I had two. On an empty stomach. After that, there was no way I was going to be able to eat the meal I had ordered, so guess what I’m having for lunch today? (Mmmm… Mexican leftovers.) The drinks did succeed in making me feel better, but after that, I was scared to take anything to help me sleep (bad to mix sleep aids with alcohol, right?), so I tossed and turned and slept horribly. Surprisingly, I’m not hungover today, just tired.
I had a chat with my boss this morning, and she seems to think that we should be able to work around it since it’s only 5 days difference. (Have I mentioned that I adore her? She’s the first female boss I’ve had in years, so I was initially nervous about working with her, but she is Awesome, with a capital A.) Also, there are some full-time spots opening up on this team, and she told me that she talked to her boss about considering me. She said that she thinks I would be qualified for at least 2 or 3 of the open spots, and that I’m “good FTE material” (FTE = full-time employee). Honestly, going full-time at this company is my ultimate goal, and since I already know that I like this team, that would be perfect. So I’m keeping my fingers crossed, saying my prayers, lighting candles, wishing on stars and everything else I can think of that that happens.