As we kick 2011 to the curb…
Ever burn the candle at both ends and end up with your ass on fire? That’s about the status quo here these days. Goddess is burned out.
It’s been a mostly quiet week. I got the notice that the market rent on this dump is going up into the two grand area. *hahahahahaaa* So, it’s time to move somewhere I’ll love less but that I can afford.
The person I abhor second-most in this world tried to contact me yesterday. Until there is a check (for two grand-ish — hey, I know .. that’s RENT!) and a BIG FAT APOLOGY coming my way, that person can lose my number. Or at least be standing in the street when the Karma bus loses its brakes.
I told my mom the other day that I want to be a DINK — Double Income, No Kids. She said, “Well, you have two jobs — you got your wish!” Grrrrrr. How about me not being the only asshole who works and drives and works and drives and volunteers and is BURNED RIGHT THE FUCK OUT?
I cannot sustain this pace. And by saying that, it almost sounds like I’m actually keeping up.
Not so much.
I’m doggie-sitting right now and playing referee between her and my very annoyed cat. But at least that’s fun, you know? My eyes aren’t burned-out sunken holes in my skull from staring at a computer, trying to make sense of stuff that takes forever to make sense to me.
I often wonder why I stay in my field when I find it so boring, most days. It’s the people, I guess. It always has been.
Oh, hey, the dog is eating the cat’s food. And another day begins…