The reason I want to puke is really not anything to do with the job itself. It's the stress of moving to another (more expensive) state and disconnecting from my mother again, which needs to be done anyway.
My only real problem with it is the number of hours, and in a hospital that size, I think I could probably pick up another 8-12 hours or so per week. They just won't be guaranteed, which sucks. But after two careers and a lot of frustrations, I've come to realize that I need to strike a medium between what I want and what's available.
And, worst case scenario, I would hate it, quit, and take a job back in a nursing home. Which is about where I'm at right now. Except I'll be ahead in that I'll finally be out of my mother's house.
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Date: 2006-09-02 03:13 pm (UTC)My only real problem with it is the number of hours, and in a hospital that size, I think I could probably pick up another 8-12 hours or so per week. They just won't be guaranteed, which sucks. But after two careers and a lot of frustrations, I've come to realize that I need to strike a medium between what I want and what's available.
And, worst case scenario, I would hate it, quit, and take a job back in a nursing home. Which is about where I'm at right now. Except I'll be ahead in that I'll finally be out of my mother's house.