My life for the last nine weeks has been normal. I got my first big
promotion--i'm now the sales manager for the department. I feel
very proud that I went from making 850 and hour to making in the mid
forties in just a few months. I still am behind on all of my bills
and money is still a big issue in our house. My wife is still angry
with me because she had to carry the load. I'm talking my
wellbutrin and it working better. I can really feel a difference
when i don't take it. So far things have been normal. That bothers
me because I have been used to all kinds of crap filling my life. I
shouldn't live in fear but i do. I am thinking that things are
going too well. My fear is that my mouth will get me into trouble.
I went to my first managers meeting. I had a meeting with the sales
staff. I used to be a member of the sales staff and now I'm their
manager. Some of the sales people are very angry at my
appointment. They weren't too happy me jumping over people to get
the promotion. I wanted to go to the meeting and tell the sales
people that I was going to be the same wonderful person that I
always was. I wanted to joke but I didn't. I just did the standard
meeting--it went well. But I did have the temptation to be a smart
butt. Thank god I didn't. Well I'll keep you updated.