"If you ask me what I came into this world to do, I will tell you: I came to live out loud."
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Overwhelmed
I am a pretty organized person and a workaholic, but lately I feel like I am sinking and fast.
Granted, I work two jobs. One of which I am going to have to go ahead and bite the bullet and say "I just can't do this anymore." The not getting home until 1am on Monday nights is killing me. Playing pool on Tuesdays and not getting home until 12am is just adding gas to the fire.
This week I am working Monday, Wednesday and Friday night. The money is nice but my sanity is suffering.
My house looks like 5 teenagers live there. And I am a clean freak. Often times I will get home at 1am and clean for an hour because I cannot go to bed and think about waking up to the mess.
I have three titles at work (my real job as I so kindly refer to it as) and somedays I spend ALL DAY doing one portion of it and the other stuff suffers. On nights I am not working or spending my one night a week playing pool, you can find me in front of my laptop doing work or answering e-mails on my crackberry.
I need a maid, a dog walker and a cook.
And people wonder why I drink.
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3 comments:
I wanna drink just reading this post!
I'm stressed out just reading that
Same here, time to slow down and smell the flowers! Life is too short to kill yourself this way.
Take a break!
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