In the mood for money!!!

Money!!! That's what makes the world go round nowadays...NOT LOVE! Funny though, money has never been my main priority, but it has recently. That's why I'm spamming my resume all over the world in a hope to hook myself with a better paying job. A part of it, quite a BIG part actually is the idea that I'm being left alone in the low income dumpsite. This all started when my buddy hooked up with this "high paying slave squeezing job" recently. I'm truly happy for her, but the idea that all her moneytory woes would end by next month, is sort of making me unstable. Usually, a day after the ching-ching, we are already moaning about balancing our budget and meeting the demanding "yahudi cut-throat banking system" payments. It's not that we are paid sooo bad, it's just that we are bad planners (despite being bankers) and we can't seem to say NO to anything!! The bad part of it all is, from next month onwards, I'll be moaning alone.....!! It's no fun being in the dumpsite alone, u can't laugh at the other person's misery.

Another reason for all this eratic behaviour is the rising in daily expenses...duhh!! I'm feeling the pinch lately. Eversince the increase in oil price which has spiralled to everything else, it has really hit me where it hurts most....the wallet!

The irony of it all is that I love my current job. NOT for the pay, but the environment, the friends, the bosses and the experience. The year end bonus is good too. But right now, the ching-ching seems to be screaming real loud into my ears. Earlier this week, I made a promise not to make any drastic decision to move. I figured I could stay until the end of the year, get my bonus and finish my external papers. But, today....as if it was a calling, my colleague, out of the blue, told me that there was an opening in a promising place. I went beserk and forgot the pact that I had made. That's just me... Not only did I sent my resume to the company, but I also spammed it to over a dozen of other places. Now, i'm wondering if i did the right thing. Maybe i'm rushing for all the wrong reasons. What if I dont like where I end up next. I was lucky twice so far to have landed in places that the people were great. But what if I'm not so lucky the next time?? It's a strong possibility. I 'd be kicking myself in the ass if that does happen.

Well, one thing's for sure, I can't live on my paycheck anymore. And it's money that feeds me my next fillet o' fish meal, NOT my comfort zone work. So here goes nothing, wish me luck.