It’s funny how quickly things can change in life. Sometimes you just can’t be quite sure what will happen next…in the next 15 minutes or the next year.

Ever since this whole decision to go to Switzerland took place I’ve had a lot of change in life. I found someone, and lost them. I traveled to another part of the world and came back. I started a new job and had a new one offered to me. Hell, I even have facial hair now. It’s all about variety I suppose.

I could really go off on all of those things…pick any one and I’d have quite the story behind it. The Europe deal…well you can read all about that in my archieves. The losing someone…well, I’m not quite sure if that story is ready to be told yet. The facial hair is pretty boring. The job situation is not.

I’ve posted a little about this…and of course things have changed. A couple weeks back I finally got a chance to sit down with the Director of the restaurant to talk serious. In other words, he wanted to know how much I wanted to make. I told him…and he didn’t react positively or negatively. He said he’d be in touch in a couple days.

It’s been weeks.

I left 2-3 voicemails…I’m thinking 2…and still nothing.

And today, at the other restaurant…we had another employee leave for this new place.

The employee that left was a great employee…she was a tremendous server and did a lot of the bookeeping for the restaurant. She was, without a doubt, a great asset and will be sorely missed. My manager was crying over this…she took it really hard. She is starting to hate this new place, which has sucked away so much life from the other restaurant.

And I am starting to feel the same way.

They say all is far in love and war…or business…whatever. And sure the original restaurant is a bit…dull…these days. They are going through a hell of a lot of transition and are struggling with it. Employees are leaving, things are being pushed aside. It doesn’t feel good.

And my life…Neil’s life…is NOTHING but change. It seems like the only constant I can count on is my shoes. That’s about it. Everything else is variable.

And I’m sick of it.

I desire stability. I crave it. I want to know my place in this world again. Have I ever? I don’t know…but damnit I want to. All this other crap is just building up inside me and is slowly driving me to an edge of something.

So I am going to stay with Restaurant A. I’m not going to change. I am going to stick with it and help them. They need it more than the other place does. Plus…I’m such a woman about these things (which is both good and bad…but it’s me)…I like to help those in need. And they need it.

You know what the best part is?

I’m leaching internet access from Restaurant B as I sit in the bar drinking a beer.

Life IS funny sometimes.