Ever have those times where you just wish you could cease to exist? Not die, just where you feel so mentally drained that no matter what choices you have, you just don't feel like doing any of them? You even shun laying in bed and sleeping. Nothing seems like the right thing to do and you become indecisive.
I'm not sure that I made the right decision to go part-time at Disney. I know I can make it work, and God will catch me if I fall, but I was told that today's shoot was the last one scheduled, but I could possibly get a phone call next week, as they come up all the time. Can I afford to live off of the possibility that I MAY get a job? Also, my good insurance got canceled. I am long overdue for a dentist appointment as well as getting my eyes checked and new contacts. Looks like I'm going to have to pay all of this out of pocket. What have I done to myself?
Guess this is where they mean have faith the size of a mustard seed...
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