After a few bad days I figured it was time to blog instead of saying the heck with it and breaking down. I don't even know where to begin so excuse me if I sound like one big mess. Earlier this week we found out that they will be announcing to the whole facility that no one will receive raises next month. Yes I know the economy is bad and that I should be glad to have a job, but.....I've got girls that work for me that deserve their raise. I could care less if I get mine, but don't sit and tell me you can't afford to give raises out this year when I know good and well the economy hasn't hurt our facility yet and you as an owner are sitting in your multi million dollar home with you 10 car garage or you who is able to travel back and forth to Florida every two weeks to your second home. Yes I understand that you went to school so you could have these nice things, but you better understand it’s the people that work for you that help make it happen.
Okay, that makes me feel a little better.....
Last night my husband and I got into an argument because he had promised to take my daughter and I out to dinner before he went BACK to work at 9:30 last night (he got off at 4:30pm after being there since 7:00am) to work on a machine that was down. We had plan to meet with some people at O'Charley's at 5:30pm, but one of them (his boss) couldn't make it until 7:00pm so the postponed the dinner until then. WELL HELLO, I have a 5 year old daughter who is in school and goes to bed at 8:00pm, I can't keep her out that long.
This morning at 5:00 when I woke up I noticed that he wasn't home and became frantic when he had already left work and wasn't answering his cell phone. Instantly I knew something bad had happened and I was right. I his way home my husband (who is running on no sleep) fell asleep driving and ran off the road into a fence. He is okay and his truck escaped major damage but it could have been a lot worse. I was grateful that he was okay but pissed off again because this happened. He is not 30 years old anymore (working like this is nothing new) and he now has other people to think about - his daughter and wife.
I came to work crying this morning because I feel so bad that I'm mad about all of this. I just feel, I don't know like I'm being silly but for some reason I'm just a big bag of emotions this week. Really and truly I've not really thought about a cigarette and when something happens I think WOW you made it through that without a smoke. This morning it seems like it has all been a waste of my time and why the hell did I quit for, who really cares. Then I thought, I care, my daughter cares. Sorry to have ranted for so long but I just had to get everything off my chest. Thank you guys for being here, I really and truly think I would have started smoking again if it hadn't of been for this website and all of my friends here.
