Apr 10, 2008 13:17
So it's back to the LJ. I dunno I don't really have many friends on here... Maybe I should have more?
Who wants to friend me?
So yesterday was a very taxing day. After waiting for months I received 2 job offers on the same day.
1 is for a big company in Bethlehem, PA with great benefits but an hour commute each way. Plus I'll still be stuck living in East Stroudsburg, and I hate it here. There is no sense of community. No one lives here, they just eat and sleep cause they all commute to NJ if not NYC.
The other involves a complete change and moving to Ohio. Right outside Columbus. I'd be working with my family and only 1.5 hours away from my brother and sister-in-law whom are having twins in October. I'd be closer to them but farther from friends. But the big downside is having to sell the house in this awful market.
My heart is made up to move to Ohio, but it's going to be a huge jump and a lot of work to even get there. My mind says Bethlehem, it's safe, it's guaranteed money, good money.
But I will never be happy in this area. I love my house but I hate the location. I regret not renting first and realizing how awful this area is. I've been trying to convince myself for the past few months that a job or something to get me out of this house will make us happy, but it won't.
The decision I made was to ask if the Bethlehem company can make my start date June 2nd. That gives me a month to go to Ohio and try things out (before J moves out there too).
I love my husband and my cat. In that area things are happy. Not saying that we don't fight or get angry or even times feel like I have no idea what I did getting married...but overall I'm glad I did it.
Tonight is pizza for dinner, but I'll probably get salad. No gallbladder=heartburn after pizza real bad and I'm not in the mood for that.
I washed my car today it was sooooo dirty, then I washed one of the quads. I washed all of the clothes J wore last time he went riding. I hate being in this house all by myself all day, but I can't go out cause I'm over my oil change.
Someone's using a circular saw outside and it sounds like a child screaming...then again so does our milling machine.
Okay well I guess I've rambled enough...