Exhaustion

Exhaustion basically comes in three forms: mental, emotional and physical. My current state of exhaustion is mostly mental and emotional. I'm having trouble keeping up with myself. Go here do this. Go there do that. Take this phone call. Make that phone call. Run back home. Run back out. Follow up on this job lead. Follow up on that job lead. Put in an application here. Put in an application there. Check out this housing project. Check that housing project. Apply some more!

I'm beginning to think living under a bridge may not be such a bad idea. I'm totally ready to reject society. It's not like I'm a full fledged participating member of society anyway. I have a tendency to keep to myself. And in an apartment complex like this, there's a lot of turn over. I think it's the wall to wall carpet. I hate wall to wall carpet. It holds odors and germs. It's cheap and disgusting, yuck.

But it doesn't look like we have a lot of choices right now. And I hate the idea of my washer and drier sitting in storage somewhere going unused for a year or more if we get stuck in a housing project. Their apartments don't have washer and drier hook-ups. That's such a waist of money. I'll have to pay for storage and put money into machines every night to wash and dry Cherokee's clothes. And it'll be me that will end up running over to the laundry room for her every night. Can't have her running outside wrapped in a couple of towels to wash clothes because she won't wear anything she's not comfortable in.

Going to try to take it easy for the weekend. Hoping and praying a job I really want comes through for me. Before I have to move into a housing project.