take this job and stuff it....

I am just now getting around to posting this even though I promised it would be posted yesterday. I was very busy with getting the kids registered for school yesterday and I had a job interview for the hospital at two o'clock that lasted two hours, things are looking real good for me job wise but I will tell you about that later.

I have worked for my husband for several years now. I have not worked outside of our home for about six years and before that I still took care of all the paperwork for the business. My husbands business started out eleven years ago as a small scale mowing business ,then the business became a remodeling business plus Mr. B became quiet popular for building huge, beautiful, sturdy back decks. A contractor from a neighboring county happened to see one of the decks my husband had built and he decided he had to hire Mr. B to build decks on the new houses in the subdivision he was building.

The first time I ever "quit" on Mr. B was while building a deck for this contractor. It was on a big two-story house that was closing in like three days. We had been having terrible thunderstorms that year and it seemed there was never enough of a break in the rain to get down there and get the deck built. So the day we went down to build it the ground all around the newly built house was very muddy. I had on my regular work boots and on top of those I had on a pair of knee high wading boots. The deck was to go on up on the second story of the house in the back. Now first of all I am afraid of heights, second of all the boards were so water drenched that I couldn't hardly lift them let alone hold them while Mr. B bolted them to the side of the house.

I was very frustrated that day and Mr. B wasn't feeling well but the deck had to be done so there was no room for complaint. Where we were walking through the mud it was making it even more squishy and hard to manage. We picked up a big, heavy board and were trying to get it to the scaffolding when I stepped and sank to me knees in the mud. After many tries I was finally able to get my legs from the mud. I was ready to take a break but Mr. B was all about going on. I walked over to a bucket, sat down and lit a cigarette, opened my bottled water and took a huge drink, then I looked at Mr. B and I said " I quit"! Do it your own self big boy because I am done! Mr. B proceeded to tell me that I couldn't quit on him right then and I wasn't listening to any of it. We argued over it for about twenty minutes when it started thundering and lightning then raining really hard. I ended up helping Mr. B finish that deck a couple days later but that was the last deck I helped him build.

One day about three years ago I was working on the computer to create a more itemized invoice for our clients. Mr. B came in and inquired as to what I was I doing and once I told him he didn't like the idea at all. Actually it wasn't the idea he didn't like but the newly created invoice itself. We had a few intense moments of fellowship over that particular invoice so in the end I decided to create another invoice. The new one wasn't to my liking nor did our clients like it but Mr. B liked it. After some complaints from clients on the new invoice I changed back to the first , more itemized, invoice. Needless to say there were more intense moments of fellowship between Mr. B and I and eventually I got tired of arguing so I took the stack of newly printed invoices and threw them at Mr. B and told him he could take my job, the new invoices, his clients and anything else to do with his lousy business and he could stuff them where the sun don't shine!

After that little eruption Mr. B tried to do all of the paperwork and taxes that go along with running your own business, for about a week. A week was all it took for him to understand what I had to deal with. By the time he talked me back into doing the job once more he had everything so unorganized and messed up that I didn't think I was ever going to get it straightened out. With all of that being said let me tell you that Mr. B is a wonderful business man. However, he has so much on his mind all the time that concerns this job or that or the things he does at church, the things he needs to pick up for each job and so forth that he can't concentrate well on what he is doing which makes doing the paperwork hard for him. He can do it but it takes him three times as long to do it as it takes me. Mr B suffers from adult ADD and because of that when it comes to paperwork he doesn't really have good organizational skills. Now if we were able to move everything to his work van it would be precisely organized but not in our office if he is in charge. Since the day I started doing all of this for him again, I do not argue over invoices or the order of filing or anything else, I just tell Mr. B that it works best for me while I am doing it and as long as I do it then the files will be done in my order and so will everything else. Another stipulation was that Mr. B had to give me a raise for what I do for him and his business. When I say a raise I mean that he had to start giving me an actual weekly pay check because until then he had not done so. He gave me money of course because he and I run our marriage as a partnership therefore everything is equaled and shared in this house. Every week Mr. B writes me a check for the work that I do. All of our money goes to the same place each week/month but it makes me feel better when he gives me that check.

I mentioned in my last post that I was thinking about a job outside of our home. I also mentioned that a friend had called to tell me about an opening at a local hospital. I filled out the application online Friday and within thirty minutes I got a call back. Yesterday I had an interview at 2PM and it went very well. The job is between me and two other women so I am praying that I get it. The job is in medical imaging, if I get it I will be working the front desk in the office where mammograms are done. The actual job title is called a Women's Registrar which means that I greet the patients, put their info in the computer and their insurance info, I collect any film of previous mammograms and turn them over to the lab techs. Basically I will be a highly paid receptionist with a few added duties. The most important fact is that I will have full benefits even though I will be a part-time worker. I am mainly in it because number one the insurance is great plus I am ready to get outside of the house and work a while. My kids are growing up so fast and before I know it they will be grown and going their own way in life and there I will be still working in our home office and not really having my own thing. Everything I do in our office can be done the previous night so that won't bother anything if I do get the new job.

Okay, I need to go for now. I have all of our bed sheets in the washer and they are done.

Y'all have a good day!