This sh*t is unreal! So the owner of the villa took one look at the required tax forms and politely told me to beat it. So that's no longer an option. And I decided that living with the boss would be a misery that I don't want to sign up for. I refuse to settle. I came here for a great career opportunity and a beach lifestyle, and damn if I ain't gonna get it! Something has to give.
Now what? Now I call HR, my boss, Cartwrong and anybody else I can get on the line and b*tch out!! I've been calm and patient enough. Time for me to act a damn fool bc I've been in this raggedy asss hotel long enough. Somebody's gonna feel my pain. These folks have homes and their personal belongings. I don't. This is unacceptable. Folks better figure it out!
So now all 3teams - HR global mobility, the relocation agency (Cartwrong) and the local relocation specialist (Carrie's managers) schedule calls to discuss my special situation. I can respect the need for the tax forms bc apparently my housing is a business expense that they need to account for and all. But my need to have a damn home supersedes all that BS. Sorry! They need to work out an alternative ASAP. If not, perhaps it's not destined for me to be here and it's time to give them an ultimatum; a deadline to find me a place. I'm considering that idea, but do I stand to gain anything if I abort this mission so early on? Hmmmm... Not really. I gave up my apt. Left my family, friends, loved ones and the world that I knew. I moved my belongings into storage and set myself up back in my old room at my moms house. I done compromised and gave up too damn much. This has to work! The end must justify the means. With that said, I keep the faith and wait for the huge drama called my current housing dilemma to pan out.
In the meantime, I'll be looking forward to visiting my family and friends in NYC on 5/15. I swear the day can't come fast enough. I booked my flight on Monday and notified my boss that I will be "off island" for a few days. Forget asking. After all the s**t I've been thru with this move, they better understand. 12 days at home is exactly what I need to re-up my energy and soak up the love from my family & friends. The mere thought of going home gives me comfort and a sense of peace that I can't begin to explain. They say there's no place like home. At this very moment I wholeheartedly believe that to be true. But lucky me, before I can get home, a piece of home is coming to me. My Ace Suze is coming with her boyfriend to vacation here on Saturday. But the even more exciting new is that my mom is coming to visit me on Sunday. Now, trust me when I tell you I love my mama but she had a genuine talent for getting on my damn nerves. However, that was then when she lived 15mins away and this is now when there's an ocean separating us. I miss my mama. Last night she finally cracked open her iPad and lil bro set us up on FaceTime. Omg, I felt so much joy at the sight of her face. It was incredible. I didn't realize I had missed her this much. It was a beautiful thing and made me miss home even more. And right now, I can not WAIT to pick her up from that airport and hug & kiss that woman. It's crazy how much I miss her. I'll have her here for a week. I swear, Sunday can not come fast enough.
But guess what? Tonight is Friday and when I wake in the morning I'll be preparing for something I've never experienced before - Carnival!! Yes y'all, I'm "jumping" in Cayman Carnival. Outside of wearing that crazy costume and walking a mile or 2, I have no mofo clue what that really means. lol. But I signed up and got my costume so I'm doing it... Haaaaa. YOLO!!
(Please pray I don't pass out y'all,lol) 😃
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