Dinner with Boss

Last night I went out for dinner with my ex-boss. We have always got along great; we both have a sound understanding of our jobs. Being in Regulatory Affairs is a weird place to be.  Some people (ahem: my boss' boss) you get the feeling that they think their job is to just apply the administrivia, to push the paper.  "I'm sorry this form must be done in triplicate: back to the end of the line!" That somehow the paperwork should drive decisions.   I was going to blog about work, and how I feel about this sort of thing: but damn! that is BO-Ring stuff!

Point is, I am trying to get out of my division. I am on mat leave for another 5 months, but after that I really want to get out of there. I want something challenging, and my old director has taken out the thinking part of my job.  Why is that so bad?  Cause I am passionate about what I do, and I hate it when administrivia drives regulatory decision.  It's wrong, it hurts Canadians (don't think it doesn't). It is also against our mandate.  Well, good news is, she gave me the scoop about what is going on at work, who got hired where, so I'm going a hunting for a new job!  Keep your fingers crossed!

What else?  It's a busy week: tommorrow I am looking at a daycare with Erica. Boo... I can't believe I am at that point already.  I just don't want to see her baby stage end, and I don't want to have to let her go. But there is a time for all things, and this chapter is coming to a close. At daycare she will be able to play with other kids, have access to cool stuff. Much more than I can provide at our house, and the playgroup I attend.  Yesterday at playgroup was interesting: she tried "big girl" things. So she ate only a bit of paint, sand and glitter glue. Not much of each. Hurray!

That's it: not a very good blog: my apologies!

Have a great day everyone!