May 30, 2007 01:01
I'm really psyched to move into our summer house. It's really adorable and will be excellent company.
I'm not really psyched about the rest of this week where I will just be cleaning and doing work that I don't get paid for.
I really wish some place would just start me at a job instead of saying they'd def call me in a couple weeks. Mama needs some moolah now. She broke... more than broke, in fact. But I know I'll be making money SO SOON... that's what kills. I just need to stick it out and I'll be fine. And I very well end up working three jobs by the end of june (breakfast shift, afternoon at the theater, dinner shift). That'd be awesome/shitty... Quite frankly, I don't care about my sanity or health nearly as much as I care about my bank account right now so working from 7am-11pm for a bit would be no big... I essentially did it last august.
Moving is a bitch.
This weekend did give me such much needed sanity though... home is nice to visit. I'd die of anxiety living there though. Having it in moderation makes it much more exciting.