nov_silence
Gold Member
My day was okay. I had my first day of work today. I was ready to go home and decompress... but a friend was in town from out of state. While it was good to see her, we didn't get home until well after 10pm. As I was waiting for my husband to pick me up, I was thinking, "I am going to kill someone." I felt like I was about to explode. Part of it was being hungry.
Now that I am working, my thoughts have turned to wishing I could earn more in light of past due bills. It will get better. I need to be patient and endure.
My job is really simple: just the speed I need.. though I could feel the tiny pull of "I am capable of doing more than this." But in terms of what I can handle and being at work for more than 8 hours... it's just enough for now.
Thinking of all of you wonderful people.
Peace, Antoinette
Now that I am working, my thoughts have turned to wishing I could earn more in light of past due bills. It will get better. I need to be patient and endure.
My job is really simple: just the speed I need.. though I could feel the tiny pull of "I am capable of doing more than this." But in terms of what I can handle and being at work for more than 8 hours... it's just enough for now.
Thinking of all of you wonderful people.
Peace, Antoinette