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Weekly Post

Man, I am so happy for having a day off work during the week. Work is closed on Sunday so having 2 days off in a row = bliss. I made myself sleep in today. I literally had to make myself sleep. My body pretty much woke up at 7 am and I had to kick myself. Like I mentioned in my last post, I LOVE sleeping. I can't really function correctly without at least 7 hours of sleep. Otherwise, my brain just can't think straight. So I slept. Then I kind of cleaned my room. I still have put stuff away, but the big "elephant" in the room was my overflowing clothes hamper. When I'm tired or haven't been sleeping when I need it most, my room turns into a war zone. Literally. I hadn't put my clothes away from last week yet, I had socks and shoes and books and yarn all over the floor. Okay, it really wasn't that bad, but for me, it was bad.

Anyway, I'm procrastinating going home right now. When I get home I really have to get crackin'. The bathroom has been ignored for the past little while. Well, really, since I've started working. I haven't cleaned the toilet or sink or shower in 4 weeks. Gross right? Yeah...totally obscene. I might be complaining right now, but in the 20 minutes it'll take me to clean the bathroom will really be good for my soul. Clean bathrooms will do that. Anything clean will do that.

I also found out that the program that I wanted to get into and start next week is F U L L. I'm a little bummed, but there is another option for me. So not all is lost. The program that I'll start in 2 weeks will still bring in the needed money that I'll use to finish my bachelor's and if I specialize or expand my skill base, I'll get paid more. So, all in all, it's a good trade. Thankfully I'll be able to cut back on my hours at work a little bit; which honestly, that is a little gem of happiness. I don't necessarily hate my job, I am very grateful I'm able to work at all, but all the drama is getting a little overwhelming.

It is what it is, right? Well, life is moving along quite nicely. I really can't complain a whole lot about what I'm doing. I'm on my way to saving for my education and a car. A point a to point b car anyway. It's all I need. :)

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Sarah said…
JOYCE! Man, it's been awhile. I see you've moved to Ogden. Too bad I don't live in Logan anymore. It would have been nice to be that much closer to each other. How's life? Hope you're well!

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