4:01 p.m. - November 24, 2003
Jobs, Jobs, Jobs
I got a call for a job today. Actually I got a call from a temp. agency that works solely with this HUGE computer company that is looking to fill a position they have in their "admin pool". It's a couple bucks more an hour than I was making at my last job but it's a further, farther? drive. I'm in such a quandry about this job thing though. There's no doubt we need the money and it's coming up on 6 months that I've been out of work and 6 months seems to be my cut-off time, I start to get weird. The problem is with my dad being sick. If I go back to work I can't go down there and help out like I have been, and what if something happens and I need to leave abruptly? I keep trying to give it all to God and know that it'll work itself out, but then I grab it right back and start stressing about it. I guess there's pro's and con's with every situation, huh? Mark may be changing jobs as well. He's got an opportunity to work for GE with his BIL. The pay would be less but he'd be offered health benies and lots of overtime. We might not be going to TN for Thanksgiving as planned as we're all sick and with my dad's resistence being so low it's not a good idea to expose him to all this junk. Matthew is almost all cleared up, but O, Mark and myself still have it. My mom and dad are not going to be happy. I'm going to drag my weary arse to bed for a few. c u
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