SON OF A MOTHER HOLY FRIKKEN AAAAHHHH!!!

just a little frustrated today...

I don't terribly want to incriminate myself should the rumors be true that prospective bosses check your myspaces, facebooks and blogs to see what kind of person you are...
But I am really learning two things about myself in this whole "relocation" process...

A: I really do like and welcome change...i think its a fun adventure to have drastic changes thrust upon me. I'm ok with it, and I'm good at handling it...and I feel safe to say its fun...

B: I HATE waiting. I hate not knowing what's going to happen. In the last several years, I've learned to think toward the future, and plan, and prepare, and execute and hop to it..and now that I can't. Now that there is nothing to "hop to" at this moment, I'm kind of losing my marbles.

C: Worse than waiting...I HATE getting the run around. I HATE being told one thing, tracking it down, being told another, and being pointed in the same direction more than once. If I've covered an area, then I should not have to return to it in an attempt to get an answer. If I ask person A a question, and that person says I should talk to person b, then person B tells me I should really be talking to person A about that...then I REALLY get upset...There is nothing more infuriating, or mind melting than getting the run around..

D: EVEN worse that B or C, is the combination of B and C...When something very important and pertinant to my life and happiness is both put on hold and the answers to even the smallest element are hidden between three or four people afriad that any utterance of information would be looked at as a promise and they therefore just RETAIN any knowledge...Now THAT is intolerable. QUITE intollerable. quite.

I've updated my resume, prepared my job lists, compiled some projects I've worked on in the last year to showcase what I'm capable of, gotten the advice of my leaders and peers..and I'm READY TO GET ON WITH IT!!!

Now last I heard, according to the VP, I can move to Charlotte at any time. Seriously, if I wanted to go this weekend I could. I could just pack up my shit and hit the road.

but.

What will I be doing? How much will I be making? What position will I hold? What if something I'd rather do settles out of this dust? Moving now would mean changing and uprooting my life without knowing ANY details. But if I want to know all the details I have to sit...

sit.

sit and wait.

and wait.

and muster up some energy to do my regular stuff...

while waiting.

and sitting..


and not knowing...


anything.

at all...


sitting.




i HATE waiting.


AARGH!


(any advice would be greatly appreciated.)

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