So the short story of what has transpired in the long while since I last posted…
I got a job, hubby and I bought a house (which in our area is associated with a substantial mortgage payment) that was partially facilitated by a short-term loan from my grandparents… and then it gets interesting.
I’ve developed exophthalmost or proptosis in my right eye (basically eye bulging out) for which doctors have been unable to find any explanation. A 24" duct collapsed in the building for which I am responsible at work, crashing across the area where I work from 40 feet high. It is honestly a miracle that no one was injured or killed.
Our house, which we cannot live in until renovations are complete, was broken into, and since there was nothing of value to steal, they ripped out the carpet and swiped the doors right off the hinges. Cute, no? And then I get locked out of the house in the bitter cold wind for 45 minutes because my husband took my keys, placed my spare set for me to unsuspectingly grab on my way out, only to discover I left my cell phone inside and my husband had taken my car as well.
This pinnacle of all this unpleasantness is that due to negligent maintenance of equipment at work, I received a 120V electric shock for about 30 seconds until someone literally pushed me away from the device that was malfunctioning. It appears that I won’t have any long-term effects from this, but the fact remains that it could have been fatal and should never have happened.
At first I assumed that my family would be totally supportive of quitting the very next day and my grandparents forgiving our debt until I could find a safer job, but they insisted that I/we have an obligation to pay that back as originally planned. My dad suggested sticking it out until I found something, but it’s pretty hard to look for a job while working full time and then some. So I feel a little trapped in this job for the 2 and a half year time span we will be repaying my grandparents.
I anticipated my husband putting up a huge fuss about my ever setting foot in that place again, but he seemed to be agreeable (though not his first choice) to my dad’s plan, until yesterday when he totally dropped a bomb.
His brother, who is very business saavy, is encouraging him/us to sue the snot out of my employer. As much as I would love to be able to pay my grandparents back next month and be able to stay home and have children sooner rather than later, it seems like a pretty cheap way to achieve your goals. Aside from the serious safety concerns, I do enjoy what I am doing.
His brother pointed out that a company that demonstrates such gross negligence of safety (remember, the 24" duct AND the electric shock in less than a month time, plus a whole host of other injuries to my coworkers) will only respond to something that will effect their bottom line. I can’t disagree, yet it literally makes my stomach turn to think about “serving someone” with legal papers, or facing my coworkers knowing that my husband is calling a lawyer.
Where can I find peace in all of this?