The problem with the job thing, I think, is that I don’t really know what I want. (Other than to be independently wealthy.) I can’t decide whether to keep my head down and just get through this for the short-term, or to try to look further ahead and possibly make myself even crazier.
In any case, I slept more than three hours last night and am feeling more optimistic about life in general.
In unrelated news, is it lame for a 30-year-old to throw herself a birthday party 3 months after her birthday? My excuse is that April is a crappy month for a picnic in Minnesota, and I really wanted a picnic.