I really don't know where else to put this, but it's a rant and it's 2am, so here it goes because it doesn't deserve a thread of its own.
Why must life be so complicated all of the time? I spent a week agonizing over the decision, then on monday I applied for a couple of jobs at local companies (the one I KNOW I can get would be four 10-hour shifts, Mon-Thurs, so i could still work weekends at my current job) and gave two weeks notice at my current job, because it is full of drama and I end up working my butt off because my coworkers suck and have the work ethic of a dead sloth.
I go into work today and they respond to my giving notice by giving me a raise and begging me to stay. Not *offering* me a raise, mind you, but actually putting through the dollar-an-hour raise and making it retroactive for the pay period and asking me to stay. I told them I'd think about it. Mind you this still only puts me at $8 an hour, because I am woefully overeducated and underemployed and living in a jobless hole in the middle of Ohio.
Sometime this week we're getting three banana trees in the mail, and I will teach myself to garden and care for plants in an attempt to work out the frustrations I have at EVERY OTHER THING in my entire life.