18.2 Weeks Along - Temper Tantrums Never Pay Off- Literally!

Seems the entire process of Gareth getting this job has become a bit too much for little miss here. Or so it would seem. The guy here in Maine sort of threw Gareth a curve ball this morning and Gareth called me to tell me about it before I saw it on the email. So in true "Audrey fashion" and with the added bonus of an abundance of pregnancy (meaning 'super-b!tch') hormones coursing through my system, I blew a a gasket! Actually I blew a few.

Long story short, the guy here in Maine decided what he was thinking was silly (yet another hoop for Gareth to jump through), that the amount of professional (both employment and contractors who Gareth has worked with at the firm in the UK) references that Gareth provided would be more than enough and were "perfect, just what I was looking for!", reassured Gareth that all feedback from the folks in Burlington had been positive and that Gareth should know something definite by the end of the week. Yes, another entire, whole bloody long, pathetic, egg-sucking WEEK!

But.....

Before Gareth called me back to let me know that he'd spoken with the guy here in Maine, I had the mother of all temper tantrums. I'm at the end of my rope emotionally anyhow, with the move looming closer and still so much to do, and the stress of the past week's interview and the waiting, well it all came to a head...a rather volcanic head I'm sure you would agree had you been sitting here watching me explode.

After the initial conversation with Gareth I picked up a pile of money, actually it was $1000 in $20 bills (dont ask me what I was doing with it sitting here in the first place, I was however on my way to the bank to deposit it) and threw it across the room. Just like that, loads of funky new-coloured money went flying everywhere. I suppose it didn't help that I had the fan on, and it was on 'oscilate'. And it was either pick up the money and throw it, or the glass jar full of over $50 in coins....it just happened to be a lucky thing that the pile of cash was closer at hand, and the jar is rather heavy. Plus the jar would have made a huge mess - broken glass everywhere- coins everywhere.....

Well, I'm not sure, in the end, which was worse. I can't seem to find $180 of the cash. And to add insult to injury, there are boxes - HEAVY BOXES, everywhere which the bills could have landed inbetween.

Really though, it was either throw the cash, the jar of coins, a huge bottle of hand lotion, or my cell phone, across the room. Everything else other than the cash would have probably made a hole in the wall and the lotion probably would have splooged all over the place as well and I'd likely have been at the Cingular phone store trying to explain why there were pieces of drywall embedded in my cell phone, something I'm not sure the warranty even covers.

And while it was a completely moronic, immature and petty thing to do...and while I am cursing myself about the missing $20 bills, I do feel much much better!