Between the job and house stress, and other things going on, I feel like most days I'm just barely keeping my head above the water. After last week's big announcement of major job losses here, the market is being flooded with resumes. I was really feeling discouraged, when I got a phone call today from a company I had talked to earlier this year. They are the company who had the position in AK, that I ended up declining to interview for. Now they have a position, very well suited for me, and it is in Houston. So hard, because I've been back and forth on the idea of relocating, and thought I had finally come to a firm decision on staying here. Of course, that was before my employer gave us the bad news. I almost feel like I'd be foolish not to give this serious consideration, as the company has excellent benefits and would [hopefully] pay relocation. I know that both my parents and kids would take this hard though. It's funny, when I went into this career, it seemed like such a stable career path. I never envisioned companies sending complex analytical jobs overseas. Perhaps that was a lack of foresight on my part, but it's difficult to be competitive on a global scale, when people in other countries are willing to do your job for a fraction of the pay.
Tonight was the 6th grade band spring concert. 175 sixth graders! They played at the high school performing arts center, and they did a fantastic job for first year band students. I'm a bit sad that N may not be playing next year, but will just have to wait and see if that changes if we end up moving. He has struggled with his instrument, didn't want to practice or keep up his practice sheets, but I think he still had fun. I would have enjoyed the concert more if I hadn't had a seven year old in total sensory overload (thus went into total headbanging mode - the seats are movie theater style seats, so picture him throwing his whole upper body forward and backwards.) Not to mention a certain four year old who covered his ears and cried out "It's too loud, turn the sound down!" Said four year old also entertained everyone in the back rows by dancing - when he wasn't covering his ears and complaining, that is. Do you remember the song "Walk Like an Egyptian"? Because that is how C was dancing. Totally hilarious, even if not appropriate given the venue.
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
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Thinking of you and hoping that the answer comse to you in a simple way... Such a tough spot to be in....
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