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autumnluv143So I seem to have fallen off of the planet again. That sucks, but it's justifiable. It always is though, isn't it? it all boils down to stress. Stress will end up killing me. I am sure of it. I asked someone recently if there was a way to learn to be organized. I think that becoming more organized may help my stress levels, but I can't be sure.
The semester is over and all I can really say about it is, I'm glad I won't have to retake ALL 6 of my classes. As it is it will either be 2 or 3. One of them, I'm sure I failed, but I'm not sure I'm going to retake the class. I went into my EcoTox course with excitement and energy and ended it being.....disillusioned I guess. Any which way you look at it, the only person I can blame this semester on is myself. It's my problem that I couldn't get motivated. It's my problem in a lot of ways that my life went down in the last 6 months. A friend said that the lack of interest in being productive within my own life is a form of depression. I hadn't thought about it that way until she said it. There is definitely a point to it. I just don't recognize that because it's outside of the norm with me and my bouts of depression.
So I am taking the summer off from classes. I am going to work 40 (hopefully more) hours at my job and I have a second job lined up that i will start in a couple of weeks. Only weekends and Friday nights to start. But I couldn't say no when my old boss from the state park called me and offered me much more than I was making 3 years ago working for them. She needed someone to work weekends and that's what I offered to do for her. So I'll be working (at first anyway) Friday nights, Saturday day and Sunday nights. I'm going to stay exhausted but the stress will still ease because I'm supplementing and increasing my income.
Money. That's such a driving factor. And I fear it always will be with me if I don't learn how to manage mine. I don't know how to spend or save. I picked up every bad money habit from my parents and it's certainly taking it's toll. I not only need to start paying my bills better, but I need to help out my parents with theirs. My parents have owned the house they are in for over 10 years and now the bank is talking foreclosure because they are behind on their house note. There are plenty of reasons for it, but I really need to jump up and help them out where I can or they aren't going to have another means of doing it. Let's just hope that's enough to seriously motivate me to go to work and be functional.
Ok, I just needed to get some of that stuff out. it's one of those times in my life that I don't feel like I have anyone to vent about this stuff to because everyone else is so whacked out crazy/busy/full of drama themselves. So back to journaling, which is probably healthier anyway.
bah
The semester is over and all I can really say about it is, I'm glad I won't have to retake ALL 6 of my classes. As it is it will either be 2 or 3. One of them, I'm sure I failed, but I'm not sure I'm going to retake the class. I went into my EcoTox course with excitement and energy and ended it being.....disillusioned I guess. Any which way you look at it, the only person I can blame this semester on is myself. It's my problem that I couldn't get motivated. It's my problem in a lot of ways that my life went down in the last 6 months. A friend said that the lack of interest in being productive within my own life is a form of depression. I hadn't thought about it that way until she said it. There is definitely a point to it. I just don't recognize that because it's outside of the norm with me and my bouts of depression.
So I am taking the summer off from classes. I am going to work 40 (hopefully more) hours at my job and I have a second job lined up that i will start in a couple of weeks. Only weekends and Friday nights to start. But I couldn't say no when my old boss from the state park called me and offered me much more than I was making 3 years ago working for them. She needed someone to work weekends and that's what I offered to do for her. So I'll be working (at first anyway) Friday nights, Saturday day and Sunday nights. I'm going to stay exhausted but the stress will still ease because I'm supplementing and increasing my income.
Money. That's such a driving factor. And I fear it always will be with me if I don't learn how to manage mine. I don't know how to spend or save. I picked up every bad money habit from my parents and it's certainly taking it's toll. I not only need to start paying my bills better, but I need to help out my parents with theirs. My parents have owned the house they are in for over 10 years and now the bank is talking foreclosure because they are behind on their house note. There are plenty of reasons for it, but I really need to jump up and help them out where I can or they aren't going to have another means of doing it. Let's just hope that's enough to seriously motivate me to go to work and be functional.
Ok, I just needed to get some of that stuff out. it's one of those times in my life that I don't feel like I have anyone to vent about this stuff to because everyone else is so whacked out crazy/busy/full of drama themselves. So back to journaling, which is probably healthier anyway.
bah
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Date: 2008-05-09 10:49 pm (UTC){{HUGS}} I can relate to the financial situation....I seem to take 2 steps forward and 3 steps backward myself. Every time I get extra money, someone else wants a chunk of it.