babyblue

I'm feeling a bit angsty this week. I know I should be grateful just to have a job in this shitty economy, and a fairly good one at that, but I just don't know how a simple office job can be so draining sometimes. It's not exactly rocket science that I do, but some evenings I am just dead from it.

I'm frustrated because it feels like we both work hard, and all we're doing is maintaining. We're not saving anything, not going forward at all. This is both of our faults, and for my part, I need to stop with the spending little amounts of money here and there. Forgo the weekly chai, stop buying lunch at work, stop buying shit just because it's on sale and it's a really good deal. I need to be happy with all I have, and stop looking around for more.

I just need to know that there is more to look forward to besides another day at work, or another weekend at home, on the couch, too tired to clean the damn house again.

Blah blah blah. Whiny white woman with no real problems complaining about superficial crap.