I have decided.
I will not quit the hospital. Not yet.
Today, the one who has caused much consternation, she did not spend a great deal of time out with me. Rather she spent it in the other room answering phones.
fine by me, because then she wasn’t impeding my work.
That’s all I ask for, a lack of imposition from work. So I have decided to stay. I could quit, but I’d have a rather large debt by the time May rolled around, and no place to work to pay for rent in june and july. Plus, I’d REALLY like to head to europe for the month of august. That takes money, thus I would have to save up.
All of these things are surmountable, but it is much easier and cheaper if I continue to work at the hospital.
this is HOPEFULLY the last time that I sacrifice my sanity for the sake of money. It’s only for 5 more months.
last time though.
This will make my mother immensely happy, because she is forever advising that I “keep my foot in the door”, ever since I began work in high school. Counting school, I’ve never had any less than 3 doors with my foot in them, because I haven’t been able to quit.
no more after july. no more.