What a Day

For some reason I didn't feel like getting up this morning. Surprise, surprise. I always think as I peel myself from under the covers, why must I work. Not one, but two jobs. If I could get myself on a budget, then maybe I could get rid of job #2. But who am I kidding that would involve me getting a nice raise at job#1. Retirement seems so far away. I guess I'm in a little funk today. If I stop and think about things, it just makes me feel sorry for myself. Having a pity party isn't exactly how I want to spend my days or evenings. I miss having someone to hug and lay around and watch t.v. with. Who am I kidding, I miss Him. I need to get out more. Do something besides work and come home. I wonder if there's a support group for sad, and lonely 25 year olds.