Grump...

That's been my mood this past week or so. Lots of reality checks this past month. I only work part time right now, and was supposed to go full time in January, but my position was given to somebody else who had some seniority over me. Which is good and fine and all except I just started getting my insurance though work (thinking I was going full time which is cheaper) and now I barely have a paycheck at all. And my little fantasy work where I only have to work two days a week has come tumbling down. And work is something I absolutely despise. Yeah, I know... Get over it, everybody hates their work. It's not that I don't like my job per se, just the fact that I have to get up and go there sucks.

I took out my frustration on my crafty things. I put them all away, sewing machine, everything. I don't know why, but I feel like I can't have both. I get my head wrapped up in all of these ideas, and then never entertain the thought of an extra shift at work that is badly needed. And not doing my crafts, I get depressed. Literally depressed. I sit and twiddle my thumbs and watch the stupid television that I want to throw in a river. And while I realize that I could be crafting or sewing when they don't need me at work, I just can't bear to drag it all back out. Boo for me...