May 16, 2017
It's not that I'm tired of doing this, it is just that I don't know what to say anymore. Life's pretty much the same week-in, week-out: go to work, be frustrated, tired, migraine, get home, maybe knit, pull weeds or play with the cats, and on weekends, do more of the same. Work is a rut that has the rest of my life in a rut. I really do think I will have to quit. That's the only real escape. I don't mind leaving them in a lurch, but there are projects I'd like to see to fruition.