Coping Better, Working, and Feeling Wanted

I am coping better with Paul having gone back to Ireland. It was a rough week last week emotionally. I had an interesting little event happen yesterday at work. Work is going well. Lots of it to do. I don't know if many people know what I do. I am the administrative assistant to the Director of Supply Chain Management & Security at Carroll Hospital Center. It is a good job for many reasons. My bosses agree that I do my job well, they appreciate me, and show it. I got as phone call from one of the other departments; The Learning Center. It was a fellow administrative assistant for that department. She told me that the other administrative assistant had just given her two week notice and she asked me if I would please apply for her position. I told her that I was very grateful that she thought of me and asked me, but that I was very very happy where I was.

Of course I went in to my boss and let him know that I was offered a position in another department. He slightly banged his hands on his desk and said, "I knew it. I knew they were going to start coming after you." He hung his head in this particulary dramatic way for him (he is a cool, calm, logical person 99.9% of the time). "They see the work you do and they know how beneficial you would be to their departments." I smiled. It feels good to be wanted. I reassured him that I wasn't going anywhere and there wasn't another department in the hospital that I wanted to work for.