Work
Sometimes (well most of the time) i really do not want to go to work. Which i know is very bad but i still long for the extra mins or hours curled up in a nice comfy bed with my stuffed cows and my beau. I started this new job around two weeks ago and i was rather happy with it now i am not soooo. I suppose i try to find faults in things like that or i really need to get better jobs. Hmmmm have to finish my degree, now that would rahter solve the problem at hand.
An intersting thing happened today, it is rather funny, my old job called me and offered me my old job but at a higher rate. Smile on my face but should i take it, i left it in the first place because of how it was run and the lack of consideration of the employees (ie me and others). Hmm it is rather tempting, my new job consists of, well i cannot find the word to describe the people i work with. Not the worst but i am aleady to gripe and all that stuff. I will really think about it bec the pay increas is very nice. HHaaa evil cackle!!!
It will allow me to save and get my life together. How often do i say that and write that, far too often i really have to get it all together.