I really, really hate popcorn.(The picture serves no justice to the millions of crumbled popcorn kernels scattered on the floor, stuffed in between the couch cushions, sticking to the footstool, and in Cole's hair.)
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Will there ever come a day.....
Will there ever come a day when I can leave the room for 10.5 seconds to pee without Cole trying to open the bathroom door or once inside, barge his way back out OR put the dishes in the dishwasher OR get dressed OR as was the case this time, check to make sure my husband hadn't fallen off the ladder or chainsawed his foot off while trying to get more of our wind storm-damaged pine tree cut down without coming back to find this?
I really, really hate popcorn.
(The picture serves no justice to the millions of crumbled popcorn kernels scattered on the floor, stuffed in between the couch cushions, sticking to the footstool, and in Cole's hair.)
I really, really hate popcorn.(The picture serves no justice to the millions of crumbled popcorn kernels scattered on the floor, stuffed in between the couch cushions, sticking to the footstool, and in Cole's hair.)
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Decision
Today is Tuesday, I think.
Which means I have made a decision about my job offer.
I didn't take it.
I don't really feel any better than I did before. In fact, I walked into work today feeling like I was going in for a bad performance review and almost hoping I didn't run into anyone from management. But I don't feel any worse after making my decision either. I guess I was hoping for a surge of warmth or euphoric joy after telling them I just couldn't take it. Again.
I really wanted to want the job. In the end though, I just couldn't say I was 100% committed or excited about taking it. I don't know if was the money, high expectations, thought of leaving my staff/projects, fear of working more than part-time because I can't discipline myself enough to go home as it is now when I'm scheduled to, or what. That's when I figured I had my answer. It really sucked to have to tell people I admire and respect no and not have a solid, concrete, good answer as to why. I just couldn't do it.
Thanks for all the advice and comments. They really did help. Sometimes I think you need to have someone else tell you what you are really trying to say because your mind has heard you say those things to yourself one too many times.
Which means I have made a decision about my job offer.
I didn't take it.
I don't really feel any better than I did before. In fact, I walked into work today feeling like I was going in for a bad performance review and almost hoping I didn't run into anyone from management. But I don't feel any worse after making my decision either. I guess I was hoping for a surge of warmth or euphoric joy after telling them I just couldn't take it. Again.
I really wanted to want the job. In the end though, I just couldn't say I was 100% committed or excited about taking it. I don't know if was the money, high expectations, thought of leaving my staff/projects, fear of working more than part-time because I can't discipline myself enough to go home as it is now when I'm scheduled to, or what. That's when I figured I had my answer. It really sucked to have to tell people I admire and respect no and not have a solid, concrete, good answer as to why. I just couldn't do it.
Thanks for all the advice and comments. They really did help. Sometimes I think you need to have someone else tell you what you are really trying to say because your mind has heard you say those things to yourself one too many times.
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