On the Other Hand...

For the past month, I have had to weigh all aspects of my life now. I feel much like Tevye, who when confronted with a decision, would state some aspect of the dilemma and then he would say, "On the other hand..." I have had good and bad, pro and con, like and dislike. My life as an apartment manager is completely different from any job I have ever had. One could say motherhood is much like being an apartment manager, or vice versa. I suppose motherhood helped prepare me for this. But, on the other hand, this is not motherhood. I'm not related to these tenants.

Throughout my life I have had to deal with people and learn to be patient with them. Perhaps that has prepared me for this. On the other hand, I have been ornery with people close to me and that has prepared me for this job. I can be sweet and have a pleasing personality. I can also be stubborn and get ticked off. So, maybe I can do this job. It is a pain to live where you work when you are constantly on call. Kind of like eating lunch at your desk. However, having a comfortable home provided as part of your job when you were worried that your next home would be your car -- that is a big plus.

I want to save all the money I can so I can leave as soon as I can. On the other hand...