A change of heart

This morning while I was getting ready for work I heard my phone ring. When I headed out the door I listened to the voicemail. It was Mike saying that they job was still mine if I wanted it. I told him I did. He asked if he had me one-hundred percent. I said he did.

I got to work and E-mailed my friends and told them I would be coming back. My first day back at work is the third of January. I felt good about it. I still think about the money I am turning down, but it is not the way I felt yesterday.

I went to my mom's store and I wanted to tell her I took the job. I also wanted to tell her how horrible and terrible I felt about making her feel bad. I really feel like a bad person for that. It was unfair to my mom. She only wants what is best for me. And she will miss me. I was a horrible person.

I went to work and went to tell Diane that I am leaving, after yesterday having said that I am staying. She did not come in, so I finally E-mailed to her and Terry. I told them about the situation. I left an opening in case they wanted to come back with an offer for more money or something else. I doubt they can do anything more. So I will be gone, that is pretty much a given.

I got work done on a some hotfixes that are pre-SRTwo. I got two of the three important ones done. There are two minor ones that I need to work on as well.

At seven I was meeting with my Aunt Karen and Jon to look through some of my dad's old stuff. I saw his elementary school grades. I saw some old pictures. Some of his military letters. There were two funeral programs for two of his good friends. He was in a car accident on December seventeenth back in fifty-seven with them. They died. I don't know anymore about it, but I figure I can look it up. There was also a ring from his first marriage. I guess he was married briefly before me married my mom.

Jon was giving me a hard time about leaving for the new job. He still thinks I am making a bad choice.