1. I work full time. My alarm goes off at 6:33 AM every weekday morning. I then go to a job I dislike, and have disliked ever since I was switched to answering phones at the end of last October.
2. I am running out of money. Rapidly. I need to look into getting an additional job, but not leaving this one as the health benefits are still pretty good. Of course, as I work full time, my time to do job search is limited.
3. I am trying to clean my house. Not only do I dislike cleaning, the reason for cleaning also causes me stress, namely because I may have to sell my house as I run out of money. Note that I emphatically do NOT want to sell my house.
4. My love life is less than ideal.
In addition, I am trying to keep up on paperwork, deal with paperwork that should have been dealt with years ago, sleep, and try to keep up with everyone in my life. It isn't happening.
Therefore, I do not need any grief about not keeping up with things. I don't want to hear it. If there is something that it is important to you to tell me, call. If I don't answer, leave a useful message. Don't give me grief if I don't call back for a few days. Finally, please don't expect me to be able to provide lots of emotional and/or financial support. You may catch me on a good day and I may be able to provide emotional support. Then again, maybe not.
Also, note that this means that I may or may not have a chance to read people's journals, and the odds of my having the time or patience to post a reply is getting slimmer by the minute. This doesn't mean I don't care about people. It just means that I am part of people too, and I need to take care of me. I'll be at Lunacon this weekend trying to de-stress and enjoy myself. Hugs will be appreciated. I would rather not spend my weekend venting about my so-called life, but I reserve the right for a little self-indulgent whining.