Last night after work, my son and I enjoyed a delicious meal of miso, salad with ginger dressing, ademame and several different kinds of sushi. We topped it off with sweet fried ice cream. My son is thinking about a new career--one where he does not have to work 70 hours a week, where he earns money and can meet other people. I have enjoyed working with him at the store, but I understand that he feels it's time to move on.
Today my daughter came home from work and asked me about forensic science. She does not want to pursue marketing any longer. She is at a crossroads also.
I do not want a job change, but leaving has flitted through my head because of the woman that makes me uncomfortable. I did not say much to her today and I feel badly about it, but tomorrow I will tell her that I've been preoccupied and ask her to refrain from touching or poking me. I am not the only one receiving these weird vibes.
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