It’s 2am I must be lonely…
It’s twenty ’till two in the morning as I sit and write this.
I’ve been up and down with the damn dog since going to bed in a stessed induced state of exhaustion almost four hours ago. I think the poor dog has some sort of bladder issue. Or pooping issue. Some issue at least. She’s had to go out at least once an hour, and then she squats and tries to do her business.
The stressed part comes from, among other things, a job-interview I had today. The place in question sounds like an excellent place to work; however, I have a feeling that while the interview itself went well, the technical knowledge needed is not there. Which got me to wondering if I even wanted it to be there.
I’ve been in the computer/Internet industry for over nine years now. It wasn’t something I planned. I never went to school for computer related classes, I never was a gamer. About the only thing I did was MUD. I knew the Internet before I knew a computer, oddly enough. Now, nine years later, I’m contemplating if it’s something I want to continue on with.
I’ve had a variety of jobs within this industry, starting with tech support and working my way up through the call center atmosphere until I moved out here to Virginia. A stint at development, and then landing where I am now in QA. Unfortunatly, I think this was the wrong place to land.
The problem lies in not only what other sectors to look for jobs in, but trying to find one where the pay will at least be comparable to what I’m making now. I feel as if I’ve trapped myself into a position where if I make a change in careers, it’ll be detrimental to my lifestyle. We’re having enough problems making ends meet as it is, what with mortgage going up because the tax assement went through the roof, or gas prices going through the roof, or kids expenses going through the roof, or vet bills going through the roof.
Because my dog has issues and can’t pee.