I'm stuffed
Got a pizza and filled up on that and cheesy poof corn. Good stuff, Maynard. At least for junk food Sunday dinner. While waiting on the pizza to get cooked, I ran across the street from the gas station (yeah, gas station pizza here is pretty decent) to the dollar store and got Bandit a new squeaky toy. If she's got one of those to tear apart, she leaves the cats alone. She was so excited to see me pull it out of the bag. She loves squeaky toys so much. If it gets her to ignore the cats, I'm all for cleaning up toy guts off the floor.
I need a hot shower so I can be clean to go back to that friggin' hellhole of a job in the morning - well, my morning. Car's closed up tight for the night because it's supposed to storm midmorning, while I'm still sleeping. I'd rather not have to ride to work in a wet car, ya know? Course, I'd rather not have to ride to work at all. Having a Just Over Broke that you hate really sucks hind tit. A LOT. It pays the bills and all, but it doesn't leave me happy.
Now the shop? That makes me quite happy. I got some work done on it today after I finally got up. Got all the chores done yesterday so I could have today to just sleep in a bit and work on the shop, nothing else. The fact that thoughts of that stupid job make me so miserable that I want to bawl doesn't take away from me working on things so I can get to where I want to be in life, which is Not There.
So it's dinner is over and back to the shop time. My goal is that by the start of June next year, when my work anniversary comes around again (never mind my birthday), that I am in a good enough place with the biz that I can quit and still make it ok. I won't just quit with no way to support myself at the minimum I need to be at, which is not much below where I'm at now, but once I hit that point, I'm done. I have to be, for the sake of my mental and physical health. I'd rather leave before I break than after. So if that means I put in my spare time on something I enjoy and don't have much of a life for a while, with the end goal being I get to enjoy my life and have good mental and physical health, I'll do it. There's an end goal in sight, and I'm going to make it happen. Maybe not on my timeframe, but as close to it as I can get.
Pictures for tax of reading my babbling!
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