Why didn't I take that other job?

I don't know why I didn't take that other job. Already I'm regretting it. I got into it with the analyst supreme on Friday. I support many systems for the hospital. I'm the only one for several of them, since no one will take the initiative to learn how to support them. That, and my boss doesn't seem to worried that someday I may not be there, or available to support something. Anyway, because of this, the hospital has bought me a new laptop and pocket PC/phone. If they want me available 24/7 to support something, then they have to give me the tools to do it. Well, when my pocket pc was delivered to me yesterday, the analyst supreme threw a fit. I get so sick of her high and mighty attitude. Sure, I love all the gadgets, but she needs to get over it. If she wants something, all she has to do is come up with the justification for it. And it's not like I just went and said hey...I need this and they got it. It had to be approved by the VP over our department. With that being said, I just wanted to kill the analyst supreme. Good thing it was Friday and almost time for me to leave. Her problem is that she refuses to do anything above and beyond her "job". If she is not on call, forget it. You won't get in touch with her. If it is not "her" system, she isn't going to lift a finger, and most of the time she is "too busy" to answer the simplest of questions. What makes her think she is miss almighty. Maybe she just feels threatened by me because I will go the extra mile. Maybe she feels threatened because I am more knowledgeable about so many other things. I don't know, but one more comment like she made yesterday and I am going to wrap my hands around her neck and squeeze the life from her anorexic body!!!!!

I live in a looney bin!

Well, I've gotten over the piano incident from the weekend. I keep looking at the space in the living room where it was going to go, but I guess it could have been worse. At least it didn't cause a wreck.

I'm about ready to kill my 18 year old son. He dropped out of school, left home and ran around with meth monsters and crack heads for a year. Now he is back at home and driving me insane. He got in trouble while he is gone, and I think he expects us to pay his restitution. That won't happen. He just lays around all day, and eats constantly. Groceries are costing me over $200.00 a week and we never have food in the house. He's dirty and lazy. He won't get a job, and acts as if it is a major imposition if we ask him to do anything around the house. He's cocky and mouthy, and I'm afraid that his did is going to knock the crap out of him one of these days. I don't know what I'm going to do with him. How do you thow one of your own kids out, in order for them to learn there is no free ride?

I thought he was joking!

I went to an estate auction today. This is something my husband and I enjoy doing together. We have found some really great bargains. Today I bought a Kimball piano. It was beautiful, and a steal at $160.00. My husband and a couple of his friends took a trailer back to the auction house to pick it up. When I got the call from my husband that they had lost the piano in the middle of the highway, I really thought he was joking. Until about 20 minutes later when they pulled into the drive. That's when I saw the pile of rubble on the trailer. It seems like one of those scenes in a movie. I've seen this happen on tv, I just never thought it would happen to us.

What to do...what to do!

Well, I've been offered another job. I don't know what to do. It is only about $10,000 more a year, but instead of a 20 mile drive (one way), I'd have about a 90 mile drive. I'd get out of the stressful situation I'm in, but I hate to change jobs. Although, I already know the person I would be working for, so I wouldn't have to prove myself. I'd also get to work from home one day a week. My husband doesn't want me to take the job, and I want to take it. But, I'm scared that in 6 months I'll be so sick of the drive that I would regret taking the job. I just don't know what to do. I wish I had a crystal ball that would allow me to look into the future and see what the correct choice is.