Ugh. At 8:30a i have to deliver a presentation. It is not really close to done. It takes me 1.5 hrs to get to work. So that gives me 4 hrs to finish, shower and get going.
I’m getting tired of this job i will say. I am giving it way more effort than maybe it is due. The company that hired me? My #1 competitor for ten years. They couldn’t afford me. I took a paycut. And since week one in january 2017, i’ve been in panic mode. Because i guess they hired me to try to save them.
It has brought pain to my family. Working 4am to 4pm during the week, sometimes similar hrs on weekends. I was so busy the last 9 mos? I let my finances fall apart. Accrued debt not quite making it paycheck to paycheck. I have had mighty battles with the owner. The ceo and president. My boss in marketing. This presentation? Draft #2 on what we may be able to do in single cell technology for applied epigenomics. The conclusion? I don’t actually know yet.
Yesterday i think my offer on my first home was accepted. Last night, paperwork to be signed in the morning. I don’t even care although i do care that we find some place to move out of our rental property we’ve been in for ten years paying super low rent.
My wife’s aunt enabled this purchase by helping me with a personal loan. 10 days ago. But four days after she gave us the money? Her health is fragile. She has dialysis 3x a week. She went into dialysis and crashed. She was put on life support, intubated, in icu. She is recovering slowly from heart failure. But she is still in icu.
Crazy stress. I do not expect much from this presentation. Hope it goes well enough so i don’t loose the job. Hope my aunt gets better. Hope we get the house. Hope we can afford it. Hope we can afford to move. And hope i don’t damage my poor family further in the process of trying to turn things around for this company.
