I've had a rough week.
Long story short, my company, earlier this year, brought in the "Bobs" to reevaluate our jobs and salaries to make sure they were paying market value, blah, blah, blah. Anyway, this appears to have only happened to me in my group that my salary was deemed too much and they've frozen it until such time that I fall within a normal range again before I get another merit increase. Which means, as long as I work there, I'm never getting another raise.
I'd also been feeling overwhelmed about school. I signed up for two classes this semester - an online class and a weekend class. The weekend class was supposed to be this weekend. Well, I had to read a couple of hundred pages before our class today, and I just didn't have time to do it. So I was feeling stressed about it.
And also, my daughter was not at her Dad's this weekend, so my family would have had to watch her whilst I was in school 9-5 both days. I wasn't thrilled about that, but what else could I do? Her Dad wasn't available.
Last night, I get home late from a play (I'm a subscriber to a theater near work) with 3 other ladies. Last night was our time to see a play. I get home and there's just this evilness hanging over the house. I can just feel it. I get inside and my Dad is pissed off. He says to me: go talk to your brat upstairs and teach her to respect your mother. I get upstairs to find out what happened and my Mom snottily tells me to leave her alone because she needs to think about what she did tonight. Meanwhile, I'm also getting texts from one of my brothers telling me I need to bring her to therapy and how she was screaming and being disrespectful, etc.
Needless to say, with everything going on, I started crying. And I did something I don't normally do: I reached out to God and asked for guidance. All I could think about was how I couldn't leave her alone with them today.
It wasn't soon after that an answer came to me: drop out of the weekend class. As soon as I thought it, I felt a calm come over me because I knew it was the right decision. I just wasn't ready for this class.
And then this morning, I woke up and everyone was back to normal.
Now nonbelievers would say that everyone was back to normal because they'd all had a chance to sleep on it. But the fact is: you all don't know my parents. They've been known to carry anger and a grudge on to the next day. They're just basically unhappy people.
But today, they were perfectly fine. They didn't mention a thing about last night. Not to me, not to my daughter. It was like yesterday never happened. It was a bit surreal.
I know that I prayed for guidance and got an answer and because I acted on it, it turned out perfectly. I don't even feel like I overreacted. I KNOW it was the right decision to make.
So, thank you God, for guiding me and answering me when I (finally) asked for help. :smt023
Congrats sunshine. Ain't love grand! :smt057 Continued success to you...:freehug:
. I humbly request your bestow your refuah shlemah (complete healing), while increasing her finances, in order to serve YOU and others, to the best of her ability. Please protect and prosper her children and other family members, in all areas of their lives. I humbly submit these petitions before you, while recognizing and realizing my many faults and finite existence. In name of your son YESHU HA NOTZRI, Amen.rayer:
