I have been so exhausted lately making even the minimum effort required to keep everything from going to hell, I don’t even understand it. I have no patience for school, less patience for work, and dealing with people makes me want to scream. I’ve silently cussed out each person at work at least once for something laughably minor so far this week, and we’re not even half-way through it yet.
Naturally, this happens when there is a shit-ton of stuff I need to get done. There are all of these papers to write and customers to attend to and Christmas gifts to be bought and electric bills to be paid, and all I want to do is sit in my apartment and read. So I’ve been half-assing everything, which makes me feel even more loathe to deal with the next wave of work, and yada yada vicious cycle cliche’.
I am also consistently waking up in the middle of the night for no apparent reason, which isn’t helping matters. Wanna witness irrational anger reach glorious heights heretofore unseen in ordinary mortals? Give me a call after I haven’t gotten 8 hours of sleep for 3 consecutive nights. I guaran-goddamn-tee you will not be disappointed.
I’m making this sound worse than it is. I’m not really unhappy or anything, just frustrated.
I probably just need to book a rental car for January and then shut the hell up. Come to think of it, that’s precisely what I need to do. Well, OK then. I’ll get on that right now.