I am in need of tires and toothpaste...
Posted
Thursday, May 01, 2008 1:30 PM
I intended on setting a time every day to write this blog, and dammit I am going to try and do this. I am 2 hours past my set deadline (that you didn't know about and probably don't care), but I have good reason for it.
TWO JOB OFFERS today people. My Jehovah's Witness** life is about to come to an end and I now am saddled with the task of accepting and offer and quitting a job that I have been at for 8 days. I am shaking....literally.
Job 1--a freelance position working at a small production company. One week trial that turns into a 6 month gig that can turn into an 18 month contract (he is still negotiating with some people) GREAT money, 10 hour days, and a supervising position that would be fabulosity on my resume. Totally my skill set and I would be awesome at it (I know, HELLO OBNOXIOUS BEEYOTCH, but trust me I NEED to feel my ego again, I thought it was gone after the past few months.)
Job 2--staff position at an agency, tons of moving around room and a newly created position. I believe 8 hours a day. Less money than #1 BUT 4 weeks vacation and unlimited sick days (woohoo!) Plus, a cute Brit is the owner. Totally using my skills but different and new things I would have to learn and another avenue of career path I could explore in the future.
I am leaning like the Pisa towards #2 but it is a small company in the digital space (10 employees and a 10 employee London office) and I am afraid some bubble will burst and I will be out of a job...you know.
My Dad was SCREAMING into the phone to take #2, take #2...he has been on my freelance rollercoaster and man does he want off. I was thinking out loud that #1 does go through August of 2009 and he was like and then you will be out of work again! After we got off the phone I texted him, totally messing with him, "which one do you think I should take?"
Hey, you will get to know that there is a special place in hell for me.
So this job I sit at is hopefully history and I have to quit. There is a jerky little man I have to probably give the peace out to and I am just terrified. Do I tell them today or tomorrow...and when do I accept this offer?
I'll figure that out..my brain hurts from stressing over this. BUT Woohoo! Let's switch gears to what I was originally going to talk about.
My need for tiresand toothpaste. I got home from "hopefully history" job last night at 10 pm--
JUST IN TIME for Top Chef thank God!
And of course I am too wound up to go to sleep even though I am tired. So I start thinking and thinking...and thinking. The Ambien I popped HAS to start working soon I think...
(I have a teeny-tiny insomnia problem...well it's huge and I take drugs every night)
So I start thinking oh, we need tires on the car desperately, maybe I can do it on Saturday, no I can't because we are going to visit my dad, crap...and in complete rational thinking I think we need toothpaste for B (my two and a half year old) when can I swing by the store, well not at 10 pm when I get home from crappy job, crap...and then I fall asleep.
SO...
I am needing to accept a job, quit a job, and pick up some tires and toothpaste...(too bad I think Walmart is the devil or I would just go there but that is a blog post for a completely different time.)
And my peanut ego is tentatively growing to a cashew.
**Jehovan Witness life is the job I am presently at. They work ALL holidays, 365 days a year. Which makes sense because of who they are, but seriously that is not nice and very uncelebratory...like a Jehovah's Witness.