I feel like I'm going crazy today and I have not yet determined whether it is just a case of bad PMS or if it is a genuine disappointment in humanity. It is entirely possible to HATE my job without being ungrateful that I have one. Of course I'm thankful for a means to support my family, but it doesn't mean that I'm satisfied with the way I've chosen to accomplish this.
My poor sister who is younger and working on her Masters said to me the other day "I can't believe people can't find the time to take a break to get a drink of water, much less lunch! This just isn't right!" All I could think is "Welcome to being a Grown-up." So wrong...
Happy Almost-Friday (less than 24 hours, but who's counting!)


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