6 More Days!

Omg! Omg! 6 more days!!!

6 DAYS & I shall be released from the bondage of a love/hate relationship with the sadist bastards of airline management.

A tortured marriage of sorts - you dedicate much of your life to a 'prized job' where you have worked your ass off with sisters & brothers thru good times & bad, FA's who have truly gotten each other thru the hell of 911 & the aftermath of company abuse in the name of avoiding bankruptcy.

A fine breed above many 'civilian' folks with their quirky, fun, hilarious sense of humor, Flight Attendants are the Best thing about this job & a privilege to work with! I shall miss the Flight Attendants the most. And hotel rooms.

Yep - call me nutty... I loved staying in hotels, my own room, clean sheets, room service, & the peace of totally spreading out in a king size bed alone (ha!) & watching all the dopey TV shows till I passed out from exhaustion!

It was easy to turn into a seasoned 'slam-clicker' the more senior I got, I had no energy to party after a long day in the end, tho' I do remember the yesteryears of a different industry with longer layovers & later sign ins!
Ahh, the Vivacity of Youth!

"Those were the days my friends, we thought they'd never end.."
I am SO grateful I made it thru!

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Holding My Breath

I am SO excited!!! 20 days....! Can't believe this time has finally come... Praying it will all go well, holding my breath I don't get fired for something- anything - the company hates us, FA's are going to strike soon because of (no) contract negotiations... & you just NEVER know when management's Big Ole Shoe will drop next!

I am SO close to retirement I can TASTE it!!!

I have run out of sick time, it's been 11 months I've been on sick leave for hip pain bursitis & now, heel spurs. I just can't walk, can't do the job - even if I wanted to.

Got REALLY fat, but I just broke 200lbs, & now weigh 198 lbs @ ww's. Can't exercise, it makes loosing weight SO hard. But of course I don't want to exercise anyway. I love my bed. I love naps. I love TV & snuggling. Never got to slug- out like this for so long before in my whole life. But I digress..

April First!!! Yep, that's my OUT date! Since it's April Fool's Day no one will believe it's real until the 2nd, ha!

But I think it's appropriate- The company has played us for fools ever since 9/11 taking away half our pay & so much else. If I hadn't of had to work SO hard for so much overtime, trying to make up for so much stolen salary to make ends meet, I wouldn't have turned into a limping, lurching, non- ambulating, pain jolting, cane grabbing, fucked up gimp.
Word y'all.

One day you can walk, the next you can't. So damn weird.

I'm a idiot, but I never once thought my body would give out like this, no matter HOW many miles & years I charged back & forth, up & down those ailes, turbulence throwing me into the walls so often I didn't even notice any more... None of us do, it's so regular... Your spine gets twisted & thrown out jostling to balance in the 'easy chop,' your knees are tortured & suffer, Your piercing backaches creak, your throbbing feet just scream after long inflight days... & let me not forget about the shooting sinus migraines from prolonged pressurization & recycled "air."

Yep, no doubt about it....
I have waited too long to retire.
Amazing what we put ourselves through when there is not enough money to pay bills.

I took the year off to get better thinking I'd get back to work. I'm out of sick time now & I ain't better.
Big, fat writing on the wall!!! TIME TO GO.

Okay, what can I say? I'm throwing in the towel, hoping all goes well & 'The Company' won't try to fuck me yet again in some bizarre way.

20 more days... a day under 3 week!!

I'm SO excited!!!!!!!

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