I don't know if it is the constant unpacking, the going to bed late, getting up early, stress, or what, but I am just so tired, grumpy, ill-- whatever you want to call it.
The house is getting under control, which is just giving me more time to focus on the fact that I can't seem to find a job. I am not used to feeling this useless and unwanted. Work was the one thing I always had going for me, the one thing that I felt that I was at least doing right. I at least got positive feedback- so I guess I must have been doing well. Here, I don't even get a chance to talk to anyone, much less show them that I can do a good job.
Oh Well... Off to bed.
jonah rockin' the xylophone
8 years ago



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