I did a John McCain, apparently.
Dec. 2nd, 2008 10:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
meitantei_cjJoseph just asked me if I'm still pissed off at the boss, because I looked down at my papers all through the 20-or-so-minute meeting and "certainly didn't look to my right", where the boss was sitting.
I'm not happy being here right now. Mom snapped at me for complaining about the boss last week. I'm bored, this place sucks the life out of me, I'm being wasted sitting here. I could very easily do this job part-time and still get the same amount of work done. The stuff I was looking at might be possible to get into, but chances are I'd be starting out at minimum wage, which would be a drastic pay cut.
Also, unrelated, but needs to be mentioned: Nick came by the other day to voice some concerns. Apparently the thought of us long-term is bothering him. He doesn't want kids (partly a genetics thing, partly because he "doesn't like to be responsible for anything"; I half-joked that that was the reason he worked with computers) and he's moving closer to the city while I want to move away from it. The location thing isn't a big deal and can be compromised on (there are upsides to living here as well as downsides), but I want kids. I will not compromise on that. Even if I just adopt, I want kids. I asked Mom about it, and she said he's still 25, and men mature slower than women do, and he's not at that point in his life yet. She also said he struck her as the type that wasn't really into that kind of responsibility.
I told him I'd think about it. I like what we have now, but if his mind's not going to change, it's not going to work. And I wasn't really thinking about it before he and Mom mentioned it, but I'm 26. I'll be 30 before I know it. The biological clock's not running out yet, but it IS ticking. I don't want to wait too late.
Anyway. Uncertainty in my life again. I don't like it. I have Oliver, though, and he makes me happy.
I'm not happy being here right now. Mom snapped at me for complaining about the boss last week. I'm bored, this place sucks the life out of me, I'm being wasted sitting here. I could very easily do this job part-time and still get the same amount of work done. The stuff I was looking at might be possible to get into, but chances are I'd be starting out at minimum wage, which would be a drastic pay cut.
Also, unrelated, but needs to be mentioned: Nick came by the other day to voice some concerns. Apparently the thought of us long-term is bothering him. He doesn't want kids (partly a genetics thing, partly because he "doesn't like to be responsible for anything"; I half-joked that that was the reason he worked with computers) and he's moving closer to the city while I want to move away from it. The location thing isn't a big deal and can be compromised on (there are upsides to living here as well as downsides), but I want kids. I will not compromise on that. Even if I just adopt, I want kids. I asked Mom about it, and she said he's still 25, and men mature slower than women do, and he's not at that point in his life yet. She also said he struck her as the type that wasn't really into that kind of responsibility.
I told him I'd think about it. I like what we have now, but if his mind's not going to change, it's not going to work. And I wasn't really thinking about it before he and Mom mentioned it, but I'm 26. I'll be 30 before I know it. The biological clock's not running out yet, but it IS ticking. I don't want to wait too late.
Anyway. Uncertainty in my life again. I don't like it. I have Oliver, though, and he makes me happy.
