I am getting a new room, I think. I've requested floors 8 or above, to avoid smoke inhalation. That's not why I am moving though. I found some ants in here on Monday. More ants on Tuesday. Then tonight, there were several in the jacuzzi. I started running a bath, and thought I had all the ants out, but by the time I had about 3 inches of water in the tub, there were 2 ants doing the backstroke in there. So I called the desk. The manager is coming to get me and take me up to see a room on the 12th floor. That might be fun. I have a dreadful fear of heights, but as long as I stay away from the window, and fire does't break out, I'm good to go. If I don't like the room up there, I'll decline it. I may not want to drag all my stuff. I'm unpacked like I live here.
Work has been very interesting for the past couple of days. State survey is over tomorrow. I don't know how it went yet. There are problems, but not in my department. I found out today that after the 1st of the year, I am going to a 4 day work week,for the same pay.
Shocking, shocking, shocking.
The reason for this is that I will be driving a long stretch every week and they want me to spend 2 days a week in north La. and 2 days a week in south La. with a 1 day break in between.
Color me surprised. And delighted. I always wanted to be off on Wednesdays but still get paid. My dear friend Teresa said she hates me now because I've had too much good fortune lately. If you read back through my journal though, I've had a lot of ass sucking lousy misfortune along the way. It's all peaks and valleys, folks. I guess I am peaking right now.
And the good news keeps on rolling in... the manager showed up and took me to the VIP floor. The elevator only goes to the 10th floor for the regular folks. You have to have a VIP card to go any higher. Nifty. I checked out the room and it's great. I have to pack up and go there now.