But it would really make it easier for me to concentrate on being happy right now, let me tell you.
I hate my job. I theoretically I don't hate "my job" but man, the place I work for is just insane. The turnover rate is amazing. We've had more certifiably crazy people working at our place than any other place I know. It's an extremely stressful place to work, and I'm not exaggerating. You can ask any ex or current employees. Besides, I want to get back into engineering and hang out with my enginerd buddies. Conclusion: I need a new job.
Winter in Ann Arbor convinced me that I need a 4x4 or AWD vehicle. I <3 my current car but I concluded it's not very practical at this point in my life. But really I should wait until I get a new job to make sure I can afford it then, and that I am staying in Michigan. Conclusion: I need a new job soon.
Other than stress-related insomnia, this friggin' apartment keeps me from sleeping well. The dog that barks and howls all day and all night (I've heard that damn dog as early as 7 AM and as late as 3 AM) finally moved out TODAY. Phew. But there's still the flat-footed woman upstairs. I can track her whereabouts by her stomping. And the pipes are really loud so when she showers at like 6 AM every morning it startles me and wakes me up. Conclusion: I need a new job now.
So it seems I need a new job in order to even think about being happy, right? Maybe not money but financial stability (@ high-enough-income) will certainly jump start my happiness.
After I get me a new job, new car and a new place, maybe I'll get me a new man (or woman) and a cuddly pet. Who knows. Sky's the limit!
Umm. So if anyone knows of any job openings in the Ann Arbor area that will take a female engineer w/ MS in EE and 7 years of totally unrelated professional experience which made me jaded and fluent in the language of bitch-admin please let me know!
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Wow, Yuri, you's got to go. I mean like yesterday. Life after Michigan is good. Today I walked out of my office and paused to look at the trees with their pink blooms and the mountains in the distance, and I felt like writing a haiku. When was the last time Michigan ever did that for you?
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