You know, I BUST my ass.....nothin. I have been trying and trying and trying to obtain a regular line at work for what seems like forever. And I could kick myself for always for not taking the line offered to me a few months back. It would have been terrible for my family, just terrible but would that have been better than not knowing where the next paycheque comes from???
I know, that's a been drama queen-ish. I'm just pissed off. 2nd in line becomes 2nd in line once again. WTF. I am trying REAAAAAAAAAAALLY hard to see the good in it.
At least this way I don't miss out on anything....such as events with the kids at school, party time...meaning festive things coming up, and i can get down to ~ secret ~
On the other hand, with all this nursing uncertainty going on...I'm freaked out & I am mad. I just want a home. a work home. faaaaack.
don't talk to me tonight :(
2 amazing people said...:
Like I listened to the instruction NOT to talk to you...LOL!
2nd in line eventually becomes 1st in line and hopefully the best of the best work home. you will always have a home on my new nesting chair (that I haven't bought yet)
and
I want to talk to you when I get home tonight. be up. *wink*
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