This week has been insane. INSANE.
The back and forth from one end of the spectrum to the other is what's doing it. This weekend was stressful, and it was all Target's fault. When you're upset at your employer/job before and after work, when it starts to carry over into your everyday life, then it should be a sign that change is in order. Sunday was a reprieve, and it was much needed. Then it all began again when I went to work Monday night. It's been one of those things I've been praying about for a while, and after a few things happened that night, I walked into my HR manager's office and told her I needed a break. Officially, it's called a Leave-Of-Absence. Unofficially, it's called no-more Target. And it goes into effect in two weeks.
So to say I was happy the next day was an understatement. To make it even better, a group of us went and saw Jim Gaffigan.
Wednesday, I fell asleep on the couch for a three hour nap.
Tonight=procrastinanting on English homework. It's not that bad;
Wieland isn't as good as I was told it was going to be.
Major roadtrip this weekend. I can't wait.
Excited and terrified. I have no clue what to do.