I'm feeling down today. Hormonal, situational, I'm not sure why, but I'm just feeling delicate. We thought we'd found someone to rent our condo - she was really eager and really interested and seemed like a great person, so much so that we were going to overlook a mediocre credit rating and a not-exactly-glowing former landlord reference. But then she didn't return my calls all weekend and when I finally got ahold of her today she had "taken another place" and that was that. Probably for the best, given the history, but still - I was looking forward to having one less thing to stress about. Our newspaper ad had expired while we were doing the credit check and landlord check and all that, so now we've missed two weeks of potentially interested parties. The ad goes back in tomorrow, and then I'll have to deal with missing work to run over and show the condo.
Not that I really mind missing work. I'm in another one of my hate my job phases. Well, that's not exactly true. I don't hate my job, I just don't get excited by it most of the time. I have a really hard time getting motivated to do the work because it doesn't interest me. I continue to ponder career change options, but the weight of keeping health insurance for the family is a heavy one. And if I'm going to leap, I really should do it sooner rather than later, because if my company actually managed to get back into financial shape, I'm supposed to be getting an 18% raise, and that will make it even harder to leave.
I should be more cheerful - I'm going to see Great Big Sea in concert tonight with scottij
. And I'm planning a fancy dinner for my wine club in April that should be a lot of fun. Maybe it's the weather - after a glorious couple of spring days we've got freezing temperatures and snow again.