There and back again I wasn't my usual chipper self when I went to bed last night. I've been feeling stressed in a way I associate with finals at university. Like I should be doing something but I'm not. I don't have a place to live in Burnaby yet, everytime I think I've made a decision I change my mind and back out of it. Work was starting to get me down. It seems there's very little direction in the project I'm working on. Like they don't really know what I have to do to finish. The Boy's car is broken and, for the first time, he's not sure he can fix it himself. If he can't, he'll have to deinsure it and put it on blocks because he can't sell it like it is, and he can't afford to have it fixed. If he loses his car, he'll depend on me to get him around and I'll have to tell him no more often than not because I can't afford the gas to be driving to his place all the time. Plus, on top of all that, I'm getting more and more worried about the workload at BCIT and about living on my own. However, I did help my mom make two pillows for the spare room, which was a nice bit of accomplishment. I also finished scanning and editing some pictures I'm going to print out and frame, so that was nice too. Today I feel much better. Things tend to get out of proportion as I'm lying in bed contemplating my actions for the day. I know, in my head, that I'll manage whatever comes along but sometimes it's hard to convince my other bits...like those that do the worrying. I went out at lunch to deposit my paycheque but when I got to the bank I couldn't find my wallet in my purse. I remembered that I'd left it in my other jacket pocket so I had to do an about face and head back to the car. Then, while I was sitting in the car, still in the parking lot, I found my wallet right where it was supposed to be in my purse. But, by now I'd already walked past construction workers right outside the bank twice, and I didn't want to do it a third time, so I'll have to do my depositing after work. |