Friday, September 18, 2009

And the other shoe dropped

So...on the topic of my husband's job? Today his boss laid out some options for him. A.) Take a $10,000-$20,000 annual pay cut, with no details as to how that would actually work B.) Resign his position for an *almost guaranteed* position with a private company contracted to work on the same project C.) Wait to be dismissed. While I've been trying (really freaking hard) to watch my language, can I please get an 'Oh, Fuck' in here? Sorry.

I hate to admit it, but, I'm terrified. My husband is really upset which concerns me because of his heart. Two prior heart attacks and four stents aren't really a plus when dealing with this kind of stress. He is on the road driving home from Miami right now and my prayers are with him.

I am having a full blown panic attack. I haven't had a full blown attack in YEARS, so Fuck again! Sorry! Again.

At this point I am hoping that an appeal to Human Resources will help something. Maybe they will be able to find some way to move him laterally??? Even if it means that stint in Afghanistan. Fuck!

Where the hell do we go from here? We've already been in Hell and I'm in no hurry to go back.

Shit. Fuck. Damn.

(and yes, sadly it does make me feel better when I curse...years of on the job training at play)


  1. I have no idea how I found your blog, but in trying to regain all my blogs that I lost off my page, I came across yours. I just wanted to say that I would be scared too, and I am praying for you that something works out. I imagine that I would be in panic mode too. Actually I think I would be beyond panic. Prayers and good luck being sent your way.

  2. Oh wait, was your baby born in Dec? I think I just realized now where I know you from :-)

  3. I'm so sorry. Things will work out though. God always makes a way. Hang in there.

  4. Oh. *&%#&%^!!!!! (I'm saving all the curse words for you, so you don't run out)

    I am SOO sorry. You have my e-mail if you need to REALLY cuss... (cuss = curse in hillbilly... It's meaner... Maybe you can try cussing too...)

  5. Oh my gosh. I'm sooooooo sorry!!!

    It *will* work out. Maybe somehow he'll be back with you guys and all will be even better.

    Oh wow. You know we've been there and I am thinking of you. Vent to me anytime.

  6. Please feel free to vent and say what you need to say.
    I will be thinking of you.

  7. Fun choices. At least he has some heads-up from the supervisor and was given some control over the situation...just don't lose that health insurance!