the comma toes blog

I need to quit all my jobs. Only one by choice and hatred; the one I have out of obligation to living and breathing. Actually I like one of the remaining two I will have come January. It's not so bad. Except that I get about four (4) hours a week there.

So really, I could stick with having two jobs, if I only had a proper schedule and the promise that most of the time, my sanity would be preserved. It's my day off, I don't feel like Christmas shopping, but I should. I also don't feel like doing laundry, which is weird for me, since I really enjoy it normally. I can't continue like this!