Misery loves company
Which is why I'm glad I had a weekend full of house guests. And I'm glad I have a house to have guests in. But do you know what I hate?
Guess. Just guess. C'mon, deep down, you know it.
My job.
Seriously. Looking back, I was happier at Target. I was. Really.
Ok, I'm starting to think that nothing that I do for money will ever make me happy. But for real, my job SUCKS SWEATY MONKEY BALLS. I used to have an office there. Now I sit in a big room with everyone else. In cubicles? No, we don't even have the courtesy of cubicles. It's all out in the open. It's like I work in a call center.
I used to have an office. Have I mentioned that?
Sigh. The job hunt is back on, full force. Not that it ever really stopped.
I'm so exhausted. I've even been working overtime. In E-Lo land, there IS no overtime. Overtime is a myth. Only Ryan works overtime.
My kid has four teeth now. FOUR. Could be part of why I'm tired.
Must go collapse...
Guess. Just guess. C'mon, deep down, you know it.
My job.
Seriously. Looking back, I was happier at Target. I was. Really.
Ok, I'm starting to think that nothing that I do for money will ever make me happy. But for real, my job SUCKS SWEATY MONKEY BALLS. I used to have an office there. Now I sit in a big room with everyone else. In cubicles? No, we don't even have the courtesy of cubicles. It's all out in the open. It's like I work in a call center.
I used to have an office. Have I mentioned that?
Sigh. The job hunt is back on, full force. Not that it ever really stopped.
I'm so exhausted. I've even been working overtime. In E-Lo land, there IS no overtime. Overtime is a myth. Only Ryan works overtime.
My kid has four teeth now. FOUR. Could be part of why I'm tired.
Must go collapse...
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