Murphy's Law

When it rains, it pours. It never fails, if I make plans that I can't really change without some sort of trauma to someone I love, something inevitably comes up. I think I did really well on that interview the other day (still no rejection note--YAY!), and I got an email from a friend telling me that there's an office assistant position in the store that he works at. Doesn't it figure? Two good chances, and on Saturday of next week I'm flying to Florida for a week and a half! It never fails. Of course, I'm rather torn now on the job thing. Assuming that I have an equal shot at both, I'm guessing that the Escrow Closer position will pay a lot more. But...when I did it before, in Alaska, I really hated it. The stress was just crazy, not helped by me always worrying about everyone involved. Plus, I really hate being on the phone all the time, which is basically all the time I'm not in a closing. So, go for something that would be nice and comfortable and allow me to sleep at night, or go for the one with the money? Money is always nice, especially since I really want to save up for all those nice little things like a house and a new car. But is it worth it when you can't sleep at night? If only the stress made it so I couldn't eat...then it'd be easy because the Gods know I'd really like to lose some weight! Hahah, I don't think starvation would be a good idea though. Well, I'll be seeing Mafia Wife this evening, so I'm sure she'll help me with some good old fashioned advice. Of course, there is one "bad" thing about the Office Assistant job. My ol' man really, really, really hates this friend (with reason), and it would probably stir up a bit of trouble in that department. Then again, things aren't that peachy in our "relationship" any way. In fact, I don't remember the last time we kissed or told each other that we love them. It seems that I have a more "intimate" relationship with my cat! (Now don't go reading anything kinky or gross into that!)