I often wait until I'm on my last leg of the trip to work before getting coffee. It takes me a while for my stomach to wake up and not go "ewwww, you want to put food or drink in here?" But these days I am taking public transport--but I did that even when driving. I'm really enjoying the walking to/from the bus, though, wakes me up in the morning.
Because the 15 minutes it takes to make and drink coffee is 15 minutes I could be sleeping
Or, what Vortex said.
And count me as another one who was not real good at the adding/subtracting, but then did better with the abstract stuff--they gave us a test at the beginning of middle school, for an advanced math program (we took geometry at the high school in 8th grade), and I was very surprised to end up in the group (only girl, too).
I have my radio alarm set 45 minutes before a different buzzing alarm so that I can lie there and listen to NPR while drifting in and out of sleep
See, that leads to me having scary nightmares about Bosnia. Or probably somewhere else, nowadays, if I still had my alarm set to NPR.
it looks like I'll probably have a couple of trips to Seattle to design a show up there. I think probably January and March, but I have nothing definite yet.
WOOOT! Of course, I'm sure you meant that comment to me as well as Jilli. :)
Plei was def the one making lavendar jam.
WOOOT! Of course, I'm sure you meant that comment to me as well as Jilli. :)
Of course I did, it was for all of you folks, Jilli just happened to be the one in thread at the time.
The offer just came, and it's... good. Not great. It's $5300 and change more than what I'm making now, which works out to exactly $200 a month more. Unfortunately, $200 a month more is exactly the amount Matilda's day care is about to go up. Which I guess means we won't go any further into the hole we're in, but doesn't bring us any closer to getting out.
What do I do now?
Ugh. This took twenty minutes to write because Matilda has been alternately sobbing disconsolately and shrieking like a tiny panic-stricken banshee.
pushes Fernet through the tubes to Ginger.
I am currently writing the suckiest APA style paper in the history of paper writing. It's due tomorrow. I've finally commited 450 words to the page that I am not changing. I have 550 more words to go, a citation page to write and then I'm fucking done.
I put this off to the very last minute, but I don't care. I really don't. Right now I'm thinking this is a D paper, but then I think about all the other people in the class and maybe this is a C paper. Honestly, at this point I don't care. I hate this class, I hate the fact I have a paper due and a test on the same freaking day. The next two clasesses (after tomorrow) are group presenations. My group has done jack for ours. I'll get with people tomorrow, although I think 2 of the 5 in my group have stopped coming to class.
At this point, I hate the teacher and class so much I'll be fine if I get a C. I'm praying I don't get a D.
Just $200? That doesn't seem quite right, unless you take a lot of exemptions. Or wait, the opposite of that. Still, I wish they'd done better than that. Is it worth asking for more?
Oh Ginger. It's at points like those that I contemplate becoming Amish. And starting out for a destination, like, days ago. Wishing you clear lanes all the way tomorrow.
JZ, that's disappointing. And I don't have the least idea what to tell you. If it will be a better working environment, that helps a lot. If there's possibility for advancement and raises, that's important, too. I'm sorry it wasn't what you were hoping for.
C~ma to askye.
JZ, I think it can't hurt to ask for more. Especially if you have a basis for it, like another job offer.
What do I do now?
counter offer. "Thank you very much for the offer. I am very excited by the prospect of working with you, but I had hoped that the salary would be in the range of ____. Would this be possible?
I agree with the advice to counter offer, JZ. Good luck.
