Really, I hate working so much, but I'm unable to give up anymore of my hours or responsibilities. I'm so tired. Every night I get home I lay on the couch for about twenty minutes and go to sleep. Then I wake up (still tired). I have so much to do that I'll never get to.
I need to go to the grocery store.
I need to fold that last load of laundry.
It would be nice if I would iron some of Tim's pants so he can actually wear them.
I should clean my downstairs.
I need to workout.
I still need to go to work (until 10 most likely, and I started this morning at 730). Kill me now.
The job search has been slightly disappointing. I applied for a high school swim coaching position at Bellevue and had an interview. In this interview, I realized I don't want to coach high school swimming, because if I did it I would need another job, and I never want to work two jobs again. I also learned I don't respect the coach of Bellevue, so even if it was something that would workout for me, I wouldn't ever want to work with him. It was good practice for interviewing though, seeing that I'm horrendous at that.