If you dislike venting posts... don't read it.
Today is a bad day.
I'm frustrated with a lack of support from my family in helping me get ready to move. I feel like I've provided a lot of helf for them since we stopped living together, and like they have weak excuses for not being more available.
I asked for a raise at work and was given half of what I requested. This pisses me off for many reasons. I felt that my request was very reasonable since it was less than a quarter of what I demonstrated I save the practice in a year. I'm also disappointed because I am valued less than my predecessor, who did half the job, was horrible to coworkers and patients, and was robbing the practice blind. The Boss says we'll talk about the other half, but as far as I'm concerned his decision said all I need to know. I will never be appreciated at my worth either verbally or financially.
I'm so lonely. I have great friends, and I know there are many ways in which I'm very blessed, but driving the four hours back from Robin's graduation alone last night for the gazillionth time just really got to me. I'm so weary of doing everthing on my own.
Finally, my inspection report came back with some concerns and the seller says he won't allow any credits for the work that needs to be done. I just don't know if I want to follow through now that work is so unpleasant. I only have a realtor with whom to consult about all of this and he has a vested interest in the sale going forward. My landlord is advertising the trailer and I've spent so much time and money persuing this that I feel kind of trapped. I should wait for the contractors' estimates to freak out... but I'm just so overwhelmed, confused and alone that I've spent most of the day trying not to cry in front of the patients.
I promise I'll try to post about the marvelous weekend I had before the sky came crashing down today soon.
I'm frustrated with a lack of support from my family in helping me get ready to move. I feel like I've provided a lot of helf for them since we stopped living together, and like they have weak excuses for not being more available.
I asked for a raise at work and was given half of what I requested. This pisses me off for many reasons. I felt that my request was very reasonable since it was less than a quarter of what I demonstrated I save the practice in a year. I'm also disappointed because I am valued less than my predecessor, who did half the job, was horrible to coworkers and patients, and was robbing the practice blind. The Boss says we'll talk about the other half, but as far as I'm concerned his decision said all I need to know. I will never be appreciated at my worth either verbally or financially.
I'm so lonely. I have great friends, and I know there are many ways in which I'm very blessed, but driving the four hours back from Robin's graduation alone last night for the gazillionth time just really got to me. I'm so weary of doing everthing on my own.
Finally, my inspection report came back with some concerns and the seller says he won't allow any credits for the work that needs to be done. I just don't know if I want to follow through now that work is so unpleasant. I only have a realtor with whom to consult about all of this and he has a vested interest in the sale going forward. My landlord is advertising the trailer and I've spent so much time and money persuing this that I feel kind of trapped. I should wait for the contractors' estimates to freak out... but I'm just so overwhelmed, confused and alone that I've spent most of the day trying not to cry in front of the patients.
I promise I'll try to post about the marvelous weekend I had before the sky came crashing down today soon.