| Nerves |
[Jul. 27th, 2005|10:10 am] |
| [ | How am I? |
| |  nervous | ] |
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| | "Fire Coming Out of The Monkey's Head" - Gorillaz | ] |
I am gripped by a sensation partitioning dread and relief. It is not like me to make rash decisions and this decision to change jobs is exactly that.
My new job will not pay me as much hourly nor will it offer me as many hours. I feel like I have simply traded one problem for another by switching jobs. The whole issue is exacerbated by my current bank balance or lack thereof. I have spent the last twenty minutes creating a rather clever Excel spreadsheet detailing my monthly expenses versus my expected net income in a futile effort to give concrete measure to the situation, my hopes being that the result would be positive enough to eliminate my worries. Of course, it is hard to generate hard numbers when you don’t even know what your hourly pay will be or how many hours you can expect per week.
Ugh. I will just have to assume that I am getting myself worked up about nothing lest I have a nervous breakdown. |
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