You don't say...

There are days like this:

I know, because I have them all the time.


Today wasn't so bad, though (well, except for paying the babysitter MORE than I made at work). I have been wondering the past few days when to give notice at my retail job, ever since learning that the insurance job PROBABLY will be coming through. I was thinking about that this morning, while it was just the manager and I opening the building, getting ready for the day.
Mike turned to me and said, "Listen I gotta talk to you,". I thought, "Oh, bother," figuring I was going to get reemed for skipping work for that funeral yesterday. Maybe I wouldn't NEED to give notice...


But he said, "What kind of availability can you give me?"


I asked, "What do you mean, exactly?"


He went on to explain that he wants to make some changes in the building, and because I'm certified in a particular position from my other store, he wants to give me that job... which is full time, Mon-Fri, and includes benefits. The glitch is that I'd have to work 7 am - 4 pm. The 4 pm is not a problem, but there's no way I can leave for work at 6:30 am. The girl child might be able to get herself to school, but the boy? The elementary school is 10 miles away. I'd have to put him in before AND after school care! And get him there at 6:00 every morning?!? Meaning get UP at 5:00? UGH!!!


Now, I appreciate that he gave me a chance and took my transfer, which he didn't have to do. And I'm glad that he's pleased enough with my performance after a month to offer me a full-time position, and IF I could work out the childcare, it would be what I need to keep the wolf from the door...


...but if that insurance job comes through, right here in town, no commuting 250 miles a week, and being that it's NOT RETAIL... I mean, c'mon. I'm over 40 years old. How long do I want to climb up and down ladders wearing an apron, with a pricing gun in my hand, counting whisks, escorting customers to the Mighty Mend-it, and explaining the features and benefits of various personal depilitators?


(I don't want a lot of shocked emails; go look up the word, "depilitator", if necessary).


Anyway, the answer is that, while I COULD take Mike up on his offer (IF I could figure out the details), do I really WANT to? Well, hell to the no. I WOULD, if I had to, but I find it interesting that this offer comes on the heels of a well-respected business right here in my own town indicating that they will "definitely" have something for me, soon. So I don't know what to do. I truly wish I could never ring another return of another duvet with another mysterious stain on it (oh, it happens. I'm about tired of pillows being returned with body hair in the packaging!). I truly have had it with people and their bringing back icky used things.


I don't want to give Mike the idea that I'm going to take the job, and him start making plans and adjustments, if indeed I'm going to bail on him after the first of the month. I wouldn't take the position, only to dump it back in their laps and make them start all over. But what if the insurance thing DOESN'T come through? It really sounds like it will, though.


The boon here is that there's, "... no emergency...". I am supposed to, "...see what I can do..." about being able to get there by 7:00 every morning. Frankly, I don't see how that's possible.


But interesting that I've got the offer on the table... stay tuned...