They made up my job for me, mostly to keep me from quitting. And my old position got eliminated.
However, I have a new job in a different department, this time doing inventory planning. Scary, scary. All numbers and maintanance issues. Not really my strong suit, though I've demonstrated a suprising, to me at least, aptitude for the numbers.
The main benefits to this are that I'll be getting a modest little 5% raise, which is a good thing. And if I know anyone that's physically aroused by MS Excel I'll have some great pillow-talk, since Excel will be about 90% of my job.
Things change, things remain the same.
I'm sad about one thing, though. I feel ever so slightly like I'm growing a little more mundane, even further from language and art. I'm not happy about that, but Path said, wisely for a hyena, that work is what you use to fund your passions. So, that.