“Hay is for horses!” I hear this one phrase quite often out of Lily. I think it started back a few months ago instead of saying ‘Hi’, she would say ‘Hey’ and we started to tease her that hay is indeed for horses. It has stuck and now she must say it at least 20 times a day. Well, it was almost nap time today and as much as I was so not in a good mood and was ready to put her down, she had other ideas. I told her it was time for her nap and this is what she turned around and told me with a big smile on her face, “Hay is for horses!” She was not only so very happy, but proud of herself, too.
However, for the grownups in our home, today has been a bit of a rough day from the get go. It started yesterday, when Kevin came home from work last night and was visibly upset that his company was appearing to yet again promote another young girl considerably younger than him and even having been at the company less time then him. He is usually the more easy going one out of the two of us and he was so not happy nor easy going last night. Totally understandable, but the news hadn’t even officially been made or broken yet and my poor husband just knew it was coming though (he been around the block there enough times to know the handwriting on the wall).
Sure enough, it was announced this morning and he was livid. Text messages started coming in on my iPhone from him. My heart was heavy and definitely breaking for him, as well as more than a bit annoyed for him, too. He has put his heart and soul into this job and loves it, but once again ugly corporate politics rule. I am not saying this young girl didn’t work for or earn a promotion, but I have seen the hours my husband puts in and the creativity he has infused into his department and do feel he got somewhat short changed yet again. He has been in the company longer and always stays late to make sure all the promotions are up and running way before their deadlines. So this is just my humble opinion.
This actually brought me back quite a few years ago, when I was in my early twenties and working for a financial company as an administrative assistant. I was promised the moon and stars as far as advancement and worked my tail off for three years at this company to only be jerked around. I never did get that promotion nor even a raise. I ended up going back to school, getting a Master’s Degree to teach and now lo and behold the economy is in the crapper. So, I am a stay at home mom, who is trying her hand at writing.
But still this situation brought me back there though, when I had to make the decision of staying in a company where I was going nowhere or go back to school to further educate myself. This was actually the August right before September 11th. I remember going to hand my resignation in, my manager actually offered me a position in the NYC office with not much better pay, but room for advancement according to her and in her eyes she was throwing a bone at me.
I had two roads I could travel and I apparently chose the one less traveled as the Robert Frost poem stated (by the way one of my favorite poems of all time). I, in the end, opted out, but if I had taken the position would have had to take the subway downtown and would have departed that train each and everyday in the World Trade Center, as the NYC office building was literally right across the street.
I remember the day after the 9-11 Attacks looking in the paper and actually seeing just how close in proximity the building was and reading about those who got stuck in the actual subway trains in the World Trade Center. I was holding that paper, shaking and crying. It dawned on me if I had taken the other road, I might not have lived through that horrendous ordeal.
But here I am 11 plus years later and as much as I curse my student loan bills for a job that does not seem in my reach, I am still very much here, alive and well. I not only have Kevin, who now needs my support and attention, but my two girls, who as you can see from the beginning of this post keep me quite busy, on my toes and entertained, too.
I hope Kevin can go forward from here and either something will pan out at his current job or find something better, which I know with the current economy might not even be an option, but still am trying to have some faith and hope. And if all else fails, I guess we could always throw our hands in the air and smile, like Lily and tell the world or whoever is listening that, “Hay is for horses!!”
And by the way, this is the last Friday, I will be doing a regular post. Next Friday, I will be starting to co-host a Blog Hop with a fellow blogger from the Bloppy Bloggers Facebook group Kate from Can I Get Another Bottle of Whine with My Morning Quiet Time Our blog hop is called “Finish the Sentence Friday”. Next week’s sentence is as follows: “I went to the grocery store the other day and….” It is your mission to come up with a clever finish to the sentence. The most clever sentence will get to choose the sentence for the following week.
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