Tired.
I'm going to whine and throw a fit reminicent of the one I shared with my pastor last night about not wanting to be adults sometimes.
I'm tired, physically and emotionally, and you know beyond that, I'm tired of being tired. I'm tired of things being changed and having to adjust on the whim of pregnant people I work for and with. I'm tired of having to wonder what will be next point that I just melt down entirely. I'm tired of wondering if what I'm actually saying is the way I'm trying to say it. I'm tired even more of trying. Trying to do everything that everyone wants me to do. I'm tired of trying to figure out where my limit is. Trying to find where I have to just say stop. Mostly that is because i may find my "limit" but part of me is always saying, you've done this much what's a few extra things.
I'm going to sleep soon. Maybe, hopefully. I have to close tomorrow night, so sleep will be good. Especially since it's not my normal crew and I do have to feel out what and how much they do. It should be interesting in the least.
Shower now, sleep soon.
good night
Kristinamjs Community Member 
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