Out of Sorts
The past week or so has just been crappy. Things have actually been going better than they were for a while, but I’ve still been all down in the dumps and not thinking clearly. Part of it’s another one of those ongoing spats Hubby and I have from time to time, and maybe adjusting to having Pumpkin at home for the summer (as much as I like it) has thrown me for a loop too. And then there’s the matter of trying to get the budget back on track.
All of this has left me struggling to write a word. I know I need to get my scheduled work done and pick up some extra stuff, but the words just aren’t coming to me. I’ve thought about trying to find some diet pills that work, getting a fake tan and pursuing a career as a model, but somehow I doubt that would work out.
I’ve gotta get out of this funk. I’m driving myself nuts here, and the bills aren’t going to pay themselves. If I can’t get back on track, I’m going to have to try to find a J.O.B. And as scarce those are (and as low-paying as they tend to be around here), I can’t bear the thoughts of that.
