A bit of good news yesterday. A long standing work issue that has been plaguing me for months now has been the issue of my overdue promotion. I'm on a career ladder and was thought to be moved up each year like clockwork until I reached the top of my specific ladder (not a terribly great height, but good enough), but on this anniversary there was no advancement to be seen. It's been about four months and nothing until yesterday when it just happened all of a sudden. I figured I'd be happy, and I am, but it really hasn't been the relief and "pshew" moment I was hoping for. I thinks it's because problems/stressors are like sandwiches and my life is like a popular deli. I can finish making one but then I have to truck on to the next before the orders pile up. I never really get to enjoy the finished sandwich. Wow... that was easily the worst analogy I've ever come up with. I guess I just have sandwiches on the brain.
What I was trying to say was that, even though I'm happy and relieved about this raise, it doesn't really give me the warm fuzzies because I see that this money has already been spent on all this stuff that me and The Lady have been working on... mainly house stuff. While this might be a small windfall, is it enough to sort out our money issues? not likely.
If only I had the body to be a stripper. I've said it before, but I suppose there's some erotic niche out there for pale, overweight sci-fi nerd strippers, but I terribly fear that consumer demographic.
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