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storm in my head
Mar. 17th, 2015 12:36 pmI saw a job posting today that I am planning on applying for. (To do list for tonight, dig out resume.) And pretty much the second I made that decision the brain weasels started up and are now making a godawful racket about every stupid thing I have ever done in the entire entirety of my life, I mean like going back to when I was six.
What the shit, brain? It's kind of horrifying to see just how quickly my disease jumps in to sabotage me.
It's also become kind of obvious I'm not the only one around here with itchy feet. One of my co-workers is definitely the kind who can't keep her discontent to herself and she's been complaining loud and long lately. Not that I need vindication that it's time to move on, but it is nice to know that I'm not the only one who sees a problem.
What the shit, brain? It's kind of horrifying to see just how quickly my disease jumps in to sabotage me.
It's also become kind of obvious I'm not the only one around here with itchy feet. One of my co-workers is definitely the kind who can't keep her discontent to herself and she's been complaining loud and long lately. Not that I need vindication that it's time to move on, but it is nice to know that I'm not the only one who sees a problem.
