I want to wallow in my misery.
I hate the fact that life has taken a change for the worse. I’m afraid it might just get so much worse before it is all said and done. With my husband’s job search, we might have to relocate, but how can I?
I run my parent’s company. My husband thinks my job isn’t important. My company is replaceable, not me, but my family will just have to deal without me or fold the company.
I told him I’d relocate before he lost his job, but now I don’t want to unless the job offer is perfect for him. I don’t think that will happen. I can see this tearing our marriage apart and all I can do is feel this hatred for the assholes that let him go just before the holidays.
Again I left this blog far too long.
Work is improving for me in respect that I get to control the reigns again because they are going back to Florida…sorta. My dad keeps postponing leaving because he started remodeling and everything is still a mess. My mom left, leaving me to clean up the mess in the offices. I’m waiting to see how long my dad can handle the cold weather that is promising to greet us this weekend. I have a feeling I’m going to be left with a ton more work to do than usual.
At least they do recognize that my brother no longer is my equal, so I did get a raise and a higher title than him….about time, until he finds out of course. They’re not going to tell him. Fantastic. Leave me to deal with that too.
The Holiday season isn’t going to be good for my husband and me. My husband is now looking for a new job. We have some money saved, but that isn’t much. I don’t know what we are going to do about Christmas presents for us and our families, but I’m hoping my mood doesn’t turn me into the Grinch.