14 January 2009 - 9:32 a.m.

dear diary,

i was telling my boyfriend last night that i really don't miss anything about my last job.

not. one. thing.

that job - that company - was just bad. and i was in a bad place in my mind, too. i had to get out of there. the confirmation was, a few days before i actually got laid off, i pulled into the parking lot at work and saw a guy from one of those traveling windshield repair companies fixing the windshield of a car a few parking spaces over from mine. and the most overwhelming feelings of jealousy and envy came over me, and i thought "why can't i have his job?"

yes, totally irrational. i mean, why would i want his job? the reality is, at that point i just wanted any job (or no job) except my own.

so, now the job is a thing of the past. and i am happy. so goodbye to you, and no more talking about that not-so-happy place.

the last two days have been exhausting. i'm not sure it's from trying to raise a puppy, or trying to keep my dog from attacking the puppy, or from my "to-do" list which i am steadily checking off, or from PMS. but man, i just woke up a few hours ago and i am now ready for a nap. which isn't such a bad idea considering both of the pups are also napping right now.

i guess i should catch some zzzz while i can.

cali

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