Lately I've been a little stressed out. Not a tremendous amount or anything, but my emotions have been all out of whack for a good portion of each day.
Hubby got a job offer that had better hours and benefits than the approximate same job at the place he works now. But it came at a time when he feels somewhat tied to his current job, as he likes some of the people there, and they were in the process of promoting him. So, he was reluctant.
I admit that I wanted him to take the other job for kind of selfish reasons -- namely, the better hours. I don't get much time with him these days. Sometimes he leaves at 3:30 and doesn't come back until after 1 in the morning. Sometimes he gets called in on his days off. I don't have anyone to spend time with, so I'm just here... all alone, all day. I've been so incredibly soul-crushingly lonely, so I was hoping he'd get the better hours job so we could spend more time together.
Anyway, since he's fine with his current job and there wasn't a big pay difference, he stayed with it and took the promotion.
I'm a little unsure, but he said his new position will have a more consistent schedule that he will have more control over because he'll be writing the schedules. I guess I feel a little better now, but the whole thing has made me feel like a big whiny baby.
I'm still happy that he managed to climb he ranks to service manager, just... I don't know.