I did not realize I would find so little time to maintain a blog. And it’s not that I’m busy every minute of the day it’s that when I’m not busy I try not to do anything work related and since this blog is about my barbecue journey I may subconsciously think of it was work.
Well my latest thing is how can you be happy and angry about something at the same time? While I’m ecstatic about the success of the business, I’m angry because it good enough to let Neil walk away from his job but not enough for me to walk away from mine.
I know for market days Neil and Glenn put in way more hours then I do but on their off days. They are actually off. Sometimes I get up in the morning while Neil lies their and I know he doesn’t have to move until noon (if my mom has the baby). The other morning I was getting dressed, while Neil and sleeping. Morgan woke up so I went and got her and the three of us crawled back in bed. I didn’t get up until 8:15. I’m supposed to be at work at 8:30.
Right now at work, we're going though a RIF (reduction in force). I’m being bumped out of my position into a lower one and further away (not by much. This doesn’t take affect until June 30. Granted I’m one of the more fortunate ones that would still have a job but I would much rather work from home. That means Neil has to work like a dog in order to do that so that I go from being angry to sad.
Why anyone would ever want to grow up is beyond me. To bad Benjamin Button moments are only for the movies because the stuff you learn and can pass on, the younger ones don’t want to hear, just like we didn’t listen when we had the opportunity.
Anyone I want everyone to pray that we are in a financial position where I can quit my job in June rather than being forced into somewhere else I would rather not be.
Well my latest thing is how can you be happy and angry about something at the same time? While I’m ecstatic about the success of the business, I’m angry because it good enough to let Neil walk away from his job but not enough for me to walk away from mine.
I know for market days Neil and Glenn put in way more hours then I do but on their off days. They are actually off. Sometimes I get up in the morning while Neil lies their and I know he doesn’t have to move until noon (if my mom has the baby). The other morning I was getting dressed, while Neil and sleeping. Morgan woke up so I went and got her and the three of us crawled back in bed. I didn’t get up until 8:15. I’m supposed to be at work at 8:30.
Right now at work, we're going though a RIF (reduction in force). I’m being bumped out of my position into a lower one and further away (not by much. This doesn’t take affect until June 30. Granted I’m one of the more fortunate ones that would still have a job but I would much rather work from home. That means Neil has to work like a dog in order to do that so that I go from being angry to sad.
Why anyone would ever want to grow up is beyond me. To bad Benjamin Button moments are only for the movies because the stuff you learn and can pass on, the younger ones don’t want to hear, just like we didn’t listen when we had the opportunity.
Anyone I want everyone to pray that we are in a financial position where I can quit my job in June rather than being forced into somewhere else I would rather not be.
Dearest MrsMista,
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Oh my goodness! I do understand you completely. I work 40 hours a week, Monday through Friday at a job that has been fairly stressful lately. In the evenings I get to do paperwork, make phone calls, do some of the business shopping, etc. On weekends I end up going to all of the various vending and catering events with Steve and out crew. Steve just doesn’t seem to be able to make it all work without me there, especially at events where we are filling several hundred orders per day. I told him last summer I just had to have Sundays off because I was going insane working 7 days a week. He did not like the idea, but agreed to let me give it a try. I ended up fielding frantic phone calls each time. Once I even ended up driving out to the event after all. And on Monday morning I get up to head back to the office, while Steve sleeps in until Noon.
I love him more than life itself, but “honey I need a break! “
Oh, and last week’s blog about stealing other people’s customers… been there, heard that. If their food is good then they don’t have to worry so much about the competition, now do they?
Have a great day and try to find a few minutes for yourself each and every week. You just have to do that, for you and for your family.
Take care of yourself!
Marsha
MrsMista has no idea how much I really appreciate her and all she does. She is fantastic.
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