Big Sigh.

I am tired and depleted. I'm writing a huge paper. I should have started last week, but I had to work a bunch of hours at both jobs. It's late and I am fidgety. This week just feels like no fun at all.

I don't think the Creative Writing and Therapy class is offered this summer, which sucks. I think I might just sign up for one requirement, so I don't spend my whole summer indoors. I hope I can have one more full summer of dog walking and pet-care gigs. I know I probably won't be able to continue that in the fall. Grad school takes too much time and I don't want to buy another car either. My old car is running fine, but those pet care jobs involve driving constantly. I am tired of the commutes and the gas prices and maintenance.

I keep trying to think of a dream job I could get within the next year or so. I still have a part-time job at a radio station, which is OK, but I have been doing it for many, many years. I feel like I am ready for a new adventure. I might go back and work with seniors again. I actually liked being a nursing assistant, although the pay wasn't very good. Money isn't everything though.

I think I am going to take a break from my studies and watch the second half of "2110" with hubby. We had a great supper earlier and there is ice cream waiting. I know it sounds like I'm being bad, but I have been doing homework for hours and hours.