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)
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