today was pretty much a bust, or rather, saturday was. so tired from the long week, barely had any time to get a handful of errands done and then passed out for the rest of the day.
utterly shameful. ugh.
i had the longest week ever at my job. and there still wasn’t enough time to get everything done. i keep having mini panic attacks about things that i did not get finished that will totally bite me in the ass later. or that i will get in trouble over.
i can’t stop thinking about it.
all i want is to be free, but i feel like i never will, you know?
it’s super duper frustrating. on top of the fact that i have to get used to a new schedule and a new life and i really haven’t given myself any time for it, you know?
i know it’s all “new year, new job”, but really i just feel overwhelmed and super fucking scared. like…
i quit my job.
i quit. i quit it, and i’ve never NOT had this job. i don’t know what the hell i’m doing anymore, but i hope it’s the right thing.
