So, it looks like the facility change at work is inevitiable. Sure, there are a couple of good points, but there are *so* many bad ones as well. Not only did they increase my facilities that I visit, now they are moving me out of my comfort zone. I’ve become content where I’m at. The people, the processes, the workload, everything. And now, they are moving me — more stress, heavier workload, and working with someone that I used to work with a long time ago, that didn’t always go so well. Ugh. It’s very frusterating to me. I want to be in MY place and working on my OWN. But, of course — I wasn’t given any choice in those matters. So yeah. Not happy about that at all.

School is going okay. Parts of it is pretty boring, but it’s not too difficult yet so that’s always good.

I had a wonderful weekend. I went to my Aunt & Uncles in Texas. I absolutely love it down there. I’m not sure what it is about being down there, but it just feels a little less stressful for me. Life seems easier for me when I’m down there. Sure, it might be because it’s just visiting and it’s not me living down there. But I can’t help but become intrigued by the ease of it all. Maybe it’s all because I feel that I’m in a rut, and I don’t like it.

I mean really, is it so hard to want to be able to write for a living, or photography, just something creative. To no longer work *for* someone else, and to work at doing something that *I* want? Is it so hard to dream about winning the lottery so that I can do just that. So that I can also take trips to fantastic places, and see interesting things, and to. not. worry. about things like money and jobs and being stuck.