Working for the weekend

My second job loves me.

They want me to go full time but the whole point of a second job is to have more money...not less. It's just a lower wage than I can handle as an only job. I've also got to tell him no about extra hours, I am just at my boiling point and could use one day off a week to actually be a day off. Thursday I had alot to do before my afternoon shift with them, a long list that really needs to be done so I can have a garage sale I've been planing for a while. But, he needs me to work a full open to close which leaves me with nearly no time to gather my things and get my head straight.

Hopefully he'll understand. I want to help him because he's a small biz guy that really could use some positive help around the place... but I just can't.

In my month of crazy, I am going full swing into this whole drink if I wanna, eat what I wanna, and spend money on myself...if I wanna.
I needed a break from it all. Too much disappointment. I know that the folks who actually read this have experienced much worse and for much longer, so I feel like one of these breaks every 6 months may be in order so I don't become a crazed negative person no one wants to listen to. (both in real life and in blog life)