Giving Up My Echos in Every day scata

I’m going to try to blog at least once a week. Not that I ever have anything important to say, but still. I should. It’s a good way to get shit off my chest.

Finally got my pain meds (shitty meds but still) for my back. I didn’t realize how much they were really working until I had to go without. Unfortunately the whole “going without” thing is going to happen more often until I get a job.

Truth be told, I’m not like, putting myself out there to everyone. I seriously cannot do healthcare. I’m so fucking burnt out on it. I want something totally different. The only thing is… the back. I don’t know how long I can actually stand in one place, so being a cashier is iffy. I don’t want to work at Dollar General because the turn over rate is sooo high there HAS to be something wrong. I really need to head the opposite direction and hit the hotels up that way. Oh yeah, I can only work limited hours because of taking care of mom. Grr my choices are pretty limited, really.

Feeling anxious today. Probably because I’m so worried about the money.

So tell me to stop. Worrying isn’t going to fix it.

I was able to get mom to go to the hairdresser today. That meant cleaning the whole house. MAN was it dusty. I am slowly throwing things away that just have been sitting there since I’ve started working for them. They have no use, no value. If I do a little bit every time I clean, I’ll be able to get a lot of stuff out of there.

I need to get working on the picture I have been coloring. I get unmotivated. But I have music going, so I’ll just slide on over to the other desk and start working on another flower. Once I get started I’ll be over there for a while.

Also I need to list some more pictures for sale. Posting on Etsy is just so damn time consuming. I need to make some shortcuts so I can copy/paste.

See? Like I said. Nothing to say. Now it’s time for coffee.