I can honestly say none of the good in my life the past few weeks would have happened if not for my hubby. He was right there when I snapped and wanted to quit. He supported me completely, and when I started to have doubts, he held firm knowing I was unhappy at that job and made sure I stuck with the decision. He worked extra shifts and gave up his fun money in case we needed it for bills. (Of course, I had a little cushion in the account already, so we didn't need it anyway, which I am glad of, because he deserves his fun money for all the hard work he does.)
When I started looking at jobs, he insisted I look at the hospital. I was skeptical, but he logged me on to the site, and found the jobs I was qualified for. I gave in and applied. When we heard nothing back, he was the one who told me to call HR, just to ask if they had my application. And when I was too lazy or too scared to do it, he did it for me. Turn out, the system had locked out my application because the exact hours of the position I applied for had been cancelled off the site. But, they were still hiring, and scheduled an interview that day. What a wonderful man. He is certainly giving dad a run for his money as husband of the year (As mom states on her blog. ;-)
And at the end of the interview, when I thought she was getting ready to say they'll call me back, bladdy blah blah, she offered me the job on the spot, and started going over what hours and schedules were available. I am now a Full-Time Registrar with full benefits as of Dec. 1st (So we don't lose the $500 a month hubby makes by waiving his benefits) and I start training the 27th. And anytime a PT position becomes available, I can ask for a transfer.
And my house is clean, and I've been cooking and everything is just so swell! ;-)