Certain uncertainty...

Yes, that's right, after tomorrow, I will once again join the ranks of the full-time employed. This would be absolutely no problem except for one wrinkle: I will have no vacation time for one year. No trips home, no seeing my Mum, or other family, for one entire year. So, I did what any all-American girl would do. I had a meltdown. Yep, tears, raging, the whole nine yards. I hate them, but the bright side is that a meltdown is a sure-fire way of getting Jon to actually listen to me. Not that I have these episodes intentionally, but when everything builds up and up and up, at some point, pressure must be relieved! We'll see how everything goes for awhile.

There is sooo much going on in my head these days. I need to get something off my chest, but first,let me start by saying this: I love my husband dearly, and I would follow him to the ends of the earth. That being said, I am miffed lately. When we moved out here a year ago, and I found a job, it was understood that the work would be full-time during tax season, but part time the rest of the year. Well, guess what? Now that it is "the rest of the year" this is a problem for him. He keeps dropping not-so-subtle hints about full-time jobs and the like. It is all I can do to keep from shouting, "This whole damned move was YOUR IDEA, FOR YOUR CAREER, AND NOW MY WORKING PART TIME IS AN ISSUE???? IS YOUR MEMORY THAT SHORT??!!!! Ok, now that I have cleared the air, I have to say I have two really good prospects out there. Keeping my fingers crossed. TheTarb