well I raced into work to have a meeting with my manager and tell him i’d been offered another job. he was very logical about the thing and tried to help me decide, but was obviously biased and (not so) subtly trying to convince me I should stay (but not giving me a raise.. although he did say i’d possibly earn one by next year). after the meeting I paced and chewed and moaned and agonised until.. until..
it’s so funnie.
I called the HR girl at new-job ready to say I wasn’t going to take it. I had it all planned. I started out by outlining my reasons… but before I could even finish she swept me away with protests and solutions and promises they could make it work.. and by the end of the phone call i’d practically accepted! I was feeling so positive and hopeful and flattered and excited. gosh, i’m so susceptible!
however I had to call the supervisory panel to see if they’d approve the workplace. only they were busy so now i’ve to call them tomorrow. argh this is a neverending debacle!
worked till 8pm and came home to fall into bed.