On my honeymoon, we drove to Toronto. Someone who worked in our corporate travel dept had to ld us about a new mariott, so we booked a room there.
Small problem. The hotel was in the middle of chinatown, too far away from the baseball stadium and other things to be able to walk easily to and from the hotel. Plus, my 6'3" spouse didn't FIT in a chinese hotel, in a variety of ways mental AND physical.
On the second day without hesitation I took out the phone book, turned to the hotel section, and picked out the biggest ad. I called and told them my story, and they found a room for me that was pretty nice. Not a suite or anything, but I didn't need that. We had a view of the water, and we were RIGHT down by everything.
Now, almost 20 years later, I wish things were still so easy to change. I'm faced with an ongoing problem and I don't seem to be able to pull the phonebook out, much less turn the pages.
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The hardest journeys are the ones with no map...but you'll make it there.
Very well said SD.
It sounds like you've started pulling out the phonebook Carly. Now you just need to find that ad for what you need.
As someone with many frequent flyer miles on life's detours and dead-ends, I can say with some certainty, there was always a helpful soul nearby willing to offer directions. Just don't be afraid to ask them.
Can I stop trying to talk in analogies now? I really suck at it.
You rock Carly (even if you do like country music), don't forget it!
If the room won't remodel.... -p
thanks you guys...
I was talking about this with someone today... who pointed out that there are more people involved in my decisions now. My choices are not based only on what I want, but what it will mean to my kids.
I specifically work where I do because of the following:
1. 10 paid holidays a year
2. Five weeks paid vacation
3. Ability to work from home if it's snowing and a snowday or a kid is sick
4. I can get insurance coverage for my kids.
5. I made a ridiculous sum of money per hour, to do things like put little blobs of colored wax into a printer. And order more wax blobs. And deal with the idiots who think that one wax blob printer can support 45 people.
So I guess what I'm saying is I feel unwilling to push for a change "just" so that I am happier on a day to day basis, if it will cause them a lot of upheaval.
Because then I'll just be exchanging one set of problems for another. And if I'm not going to be happy in the end... that's where the phone book drops out of my hand.
But there are people at said job who (just by walking by me in the hall) make me want to jab a pencil all the way in to my retina, just so that I never have to look at them again.
And there are things that I have asked for, and been rebuffed, for no other reason than the fact that I'm part time and thus not as important.
How would you feel if your manager deliberately had the bi-monthly staff meeting starting at the exact minute you walked out of the door everyday? (knowing full well that my daughter is tutored after school because she's learning disabled, and I'm the one who needs to go and pick her up....)
Come on, lotto....
Odd. They actually get pissed when I put blobs of wax in the printers. I guess its mostly because they are laser printers.
Just find some change that still addresses your needs (and the needs of those who need you). Every option has pros/cons. Try listing them out.
Personal happiness can affect many other things. If your always miserable, it wears off on the kids and spouse, family dog, goldfish, etc.
My last "situation" was similar to what you described. After all the crap that went down, the Mrs and I had jobs that were less than ideal, but covered the important things like food, home, vehicles, my World of Warcraft habit. What we realized was that our quality of life sucked. She was working at night, I worked during the day and drove an hour each way to work. Essentially all the things we were doing to shelter the kids from things like day-care and all that made it difficult on our mental states (and quite the marital strain at times)
I guess what I'm saying is, consider the little pictures, not just the big picture. If your always unhappy to make a couple of extra dollars per hour, is it worth it? There's always something else out there. Sometimes you'll even find something that puts you in a better place over all. It might take time, but its there.
Might I suggest: Sushi Chef?
I'm sorry if I make you want to jab a pencil all the way into your retina.
JV, if only you were my biggest problem...
We'll do lunch when I get back.
Anyone got a pencil?
I just sharepened a bunch up today, need to borrow a few? I'm pretty sure you know what kind of sucky job thing I have going on right now.. so I can honestly say I can relate to your feelings.... and might I recomend a nice relaxing CD and a quiet place? (winks)
I seem to have misplaced my pencil...but I did find a rectal thermometer in the front pocket of my scrubs today....
oh great, some asshole's got your pen....badumpbump
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