Whew.

[serene]

Whadda day. I feel wrung out. Went to work with a toothache, and left two hours later for an appointment my dentist was able to squeeze me in for. She yanked out the offending molar, which I took home to show to people, of course. Then I was offered a job making roughly three times what I'm making.

Three times. But.

With a defense contractor.

I said no.

*sigh*

Then they had another possible thing for me, but it's not nearly as good as the UCB job, even if it's full-time, so I said no. So I'm back to where I started, and I'm happy with it.

Had what could have turned into a really hard discussion with someone I love (and may still be somewhat difficult), but I was quickly able to find a place of peace about it, in which they're not bad for feeling the way they do, and I'm not bad for feeling the way I do, and I'm hoping that things go well when we talk.

So yeah. Stressful day, but now I have a few hours of downtime. The first opportunity I've had in a long time to just sit on my sofa and veg. May watch movies tonight, or may just veg out. Tomorrow and Friday, I work both jobs, so I should get plenty of rest.

And fun today geeking with someotherguy about the wedding. It will surprise no one that we have really similar ideas about what we want. I wish sogwife were here to geek about it with us, but we'll see her tomorrow night.

Comments

[kalmn.livejournal.com]

oh, lordy. i used to work for a large three letter acronym who hired me out to honeywell. i hated it. a lot of money, a nice office environment, good coworkers-- and my efforts went towards supporting what? ew.

[serenejournal.livejournal.com]

Right. The best job I ever had was with a ship-repair company in San Diego. Great cow-orkers, excellent hours, great/fun/easy work, and yet, I was working for one of the largest war manufacturers in the world (Northrop Grumman), and a large part of moving here to the Bay Area was to stop feeling like my only good job options were with defense contractors.