Burnt

I’ve been thinking about a lot lately.

I’ve also noted that I’m not writing any of my thoughts down on a regular basis like I used to.

In some ways I just feel burnt out. Work is more “worklike” than fun. (although it still is great) I’m entering my second month of unpacking and organizing. I’m desperately attempting to catch up on my magazine reading, just for the perfunctory feeling of being up to date on my magazine reading.

I need a vacation. But I’m too frugal and cognizant of my crappy financial position. Its not that I’m going to be declaring bankruptcy or stop paying my bills anytime soon, but I’m just attempting to right a badly balanced ship, and that means no extra expenses.

I’m also getting a lot of older stuff filed and orgainized which also means rehashing things. I just redid how my 401k contributions are distributed, and I’ve been waiting on checks from companies to come in. I’m far too anal retentive!

In other news my relationship with my felines is as strong as ever. At least two times this week they’ve cuddled up with me while I’ve been sleeping, and getting a lap warmer is no problem at all. Oh to be a feline…