In at the deep end

The beast reminded me today that it was only 3 weekends ago that we were all dancing like crazy loons in Foo's house for NYE. It feels like 80 yrs ago. I can't believe its only been 14 days (prob a bit more but maths has never been my strong point) since I've been at the helm at ThisPlace. While on the one hand I'm feeling excited and invigorated by the challenge - on the other I feel like it's consumed my life. I was in the office til 10pm one eve last week and I'm taking it for granted that I will be up at 6am tomorrow trawling through the Internet sites so I can 100% guarantee I know who's licked who's face and what DB has had for breakfast. Got a bit annoyed with TB earlier because I was worried his move is still no further on - but in reality, I probably need him to take his time - otherwise he'd be here thinking I was having an affair with the office mouse anyway. Sooo chuffed with the news that it looks like our VB cover has exceeded expectations in sales - but now shitting it in advance of the next one as I want to prove I can make TP fly again. It's like having exam results every week. Still keep having guilt pangs re the dismissal I had to give a week ago - but I know it was the right decision. Just keep seeing DH's pleading face. Have to remember she made her team cry, was untrustworthy, no one wanted to work with her and was bad for the reputation of TP. The fact remains that OldEd shouldn't have hired her in the first place. It's just difficult realising I can now change the course of someones life in an instant... Talking of
which, I know MD is going to ask me about the PicEd again - she wants him out, I know S is better - I just feel uncomfortable about the whole thing as I know PE will be gutted. He doesn't think he can get a job anywhere else. And I think he's right.