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ughhhh
I was all awake and energetic last night and this morning. Now I feel like a truck hit me.
Yesterday afternoon, a speeding car hit a parked car in front of work. Lots of noise. Luckily the cars belonged to no one I knew.
I'm very proud of myself. I got my check in the bank, I've talked to the credit card company, and am paying half this weekend, the balance in 4 weeks. In two weeks, Gateway con hits St. Louis, so I'm semi-budgeting 200 for that. I might even be able to pay off the other card that weekend.
Whee.
Also went shopping, bought two blouses. One I'll wear tomorrow to Mike and Darlene's wedding. The other I'll wear anytime. *happysigh* And, I found bras that fit. Much gladness. Bought two, even though they were fairly pricey.
That's okay. I need them, have for weeks. The one I'm wearing is half-falling apart, and I sag like a cow who hasn't been milked.
Pardon.
Also took my sisters to work, and picked one up from work. God, I've been up forever.
I think I ate in there, somewhere.
I thought of something last night... I've been taking care of one of the condo people's cats, while she's out of town. Just emptying litter boxes, filling water and food dishes... I make more doing that than I do working at the desk.
Very easily can I see myself getting a job for a pet-sitting place. Hrm. Must look into it. Maybe I'll even wander by the pet stores, see if they're still hiring part-time.
The reason?
I do nothing at this job. If I had a computer, I could do so fricking much. But I don't. This is NOT something I can do and make a career out of it. I can't see myself working there in five years. Hell, I can't see myself still working there in ONE year. I hope.
God. I need my dream job. The problem is, I don't know what it would be. Maybe something in computers, where I can do design and copy-writing. Or photos. Or something.
Anything, but sitting at a desk for 7 hours watching dumbass TV shows.
Please.
Yesterday afternoon, a speeding car hit a parked car in front of work. Lots of noise. Luckily the cars belonged to no one I knew.
I'm very proud of myself. I got my check in the bank, I've talked to the credit card company, and am paying half this weekend, the balance in 4 weeks. In two weeks, Gateway con hits St. Louis, so I'm semi-budgeting 200 for that. I might even be able to pay off the other card that weekend.
Whee.
Also went shopping, bought two blouses. One I'll wear tomorrow to Mike and Darlene's wedding. The other I'll wear anytime. *happysigh* And, I found bras that fit. Much gladness. Bought two, even though they were fairly pricey.
That's okay. I need them, have for weeks. The one I'm wearing is half-falling apart, and I sag like a cow who hasn't been milked.
Pardon.
Also took my sisters to work, and picked one up from work. God, I've been up forever.
I think I ate in there, somewhere.
I thought of something last night... I've been taking care of one of the condo people's cats, while she's out of town. Just emptying litter boxes, filling water and food dishes... I make more doing that than I do working at the desk.
Very easily can I see myself getting a job for a pet-sitting place. Hrm. Must look into it. Maybe I'll even wander by the pet stores, see if they're still hiring part-time.
The reason?
I do nothing at this job. If I had a computer, I could do so fricking much. But I don't. This is NOT something I can do and make a career out of it. I can't see myself working there in five years. Hell, I can't see myself still working there in ONE year. I hope.
God. I need my dream job. The problem is, I don't know what it would be. Maybe something in computers, where I can do design and copy-writing. Or photos. Or something.
Anything, but sitting at a desk for 7 hours watching dumbass TV shows.
Please.