So, last night I went home and really started to think about what this job offer entails.
And the pendulum began to swing the other way, from hope to fear.
I don't think it helped things any that I was sitting at home, surrounded by my stuff and thinking about everything I could lose.
I'm eligible for deferred retirement in ten years.
If I quit my job, I lose all that time.
And what if I do quit my job, move to Virginia and the gallery folds?
I'd be one of the ten percent that's unemployed.
I'm not sure I could handle involuntary unemployment.
Not that I would starve. I've got some cash stashed away. Enough to get by for a good while if I lived nice and simply.
Pheh.
I don't know what I'm going to do.
Still alive and being wishy-washy. - G.
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