Job

The past week or so has been a real torture and a real drag, I was offered a job with a ballet company. (not as a dancer but to work in the PR/development department) In terms of financial gain, there was a bit of an increase, but to work in a ballet company seemed like a golden opportunity to a ballet lover like me, I just love this incredible form of art and would feel real proud to work towards promoting it and making the ballet group more successful. BEsides, compared to my current job in magazine production, this new job in PR seems fun and challenging. Surely it's a blessing for anyone to be able to actually relate themselves to their jobs and to do something that they enjoy and something that they have passions for?

So what stopped me from going for this dream job of mine? ------- The hours. I was told that this job involves some irregular working hours and overtime, especially whenever they have shows or special events going. I must admit I'm a lazy person and l love to be able to shoot off at 6pm everyday, and because I've had this stable, relaxed, routine working style for a few years now, every evening I get home at about 7pm, greeting by my pining dog, who seems to live for the moment I come home from work, to pounce on me and to give me a big cwtch. (my dog never licks me, she never licks anything unless it stinks!) The thought of depriving her of the luxury of knowing exactly when she'll be able to jump on me to greet me is just too cruel. I can picture her lying next to the front door in the dark when I'm working late in the new job, wonder why her beloved master doesn't come home the same time she used to.......

I just can't let that happen, this is the main reason that I turned down my dream job, and I know I'll never regret it, I know Smug will prefer me spending more quality time with her to a cupboard full of posh dog treats and toys (which the new job might enable me to get her) but seeing less of me.

Or will she?