And I’m in such a fucking mood about it.
I shouldn’t hate my job. It should be a pretty nice job. I went to college and got a degree to do my job. I work inside, it’s ten minutes from home and for the most part the people I work with are wonderful.
But I don’t care.
I’m tired, I’m unfulfilled, I feel like I’m working paycheck to paycheck when I shouldn’t be and I’m not going anywhere.
I made a bad decision as a choice of career and now I feel stuck.
Here’s to hopefully getting my foot on the first rung of the WFH ladder in the new year.