My last job this week before finishing work for the nice long weekend was to make sure the entire contents of my desk was all packed neatly into a box, as we are on the move once more. To be fair, its been a whole 3 years since we had to move the last time. I was working with the other team back then, but we were all in the same building as the one I'm with now, and so had the same move.
Last time we were all sad to be moving from the old building, as it had been such a lovely place to work, and it was destined to be knocked down, but we were quite happy with our new home. This time is a very different matter! We're not particularly attached to the building, its fine, and been a nice place to work, but that's where it ends, we are however very very anxious about moving to the new place.
To start with the building is not just occupied by our firm, there are many others in the building, all from the private sector. The wider team that we work with have already moved, and apparently the entire building hates the "council" staff already! Oh joy, so we are assured a warm welcome.......NOT! But altogether the worst thing about the move is that the powers that be have decided that our team should be split up and put to work in different offices. Now one of the main things that works best about our team is that we are just that, A TEAM! We work together, we are all aware of what is going on with everyone else, we communicate well, and we all have different bits to chip in about most things. As a whole we are much more than the sum of our parts!
We have achieved so much over the past few years by working together. Hardly an hour goes by when someone isn't calling a question across the office to someone else. Now we will have to walk across the building to find them. Its not just about wanting to work with our mates either, and I know most people think it is, its about wanting to carry on a system that works, if it's not broken, don't fix it!
So Thursday was a very sad and poignant day, our last together as a team, in the proper sense of the word. The move is not till Wednesday, but I am off on Tuesday, so had to ensure it was all done. My desk is bare, and having made such a good start in getting rid of all the rubbish, my anxieties kicked in and my inner hoarder visited. Not only does my box contain a few goodies stashed away at the last moment, but I mooched about the office finding bits and pieces and secretly stashing them into one of the other girls boxes, so she'll get a nice surprise when she opens it.
I have had a word with myself (hehehe, a tip borrowed from an office buddy), and am going to arrive bright and early on Wednesday with a smile on my face and leave all my negative thoughts behind. I shall have an open mind and see how it goes. I shall be the first to admit it, if things work out, but I shall also be the first to complain if things don't! But hey, at least I have a job, as we are constantly reminded.
Wish me luck, I have a feeling I may need it!
C x
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