I hate having my cats cooped up like chickens. There's nothing I can do about it, especially since I don't have screens on my windows, and they can only be opened when I'm in the room. Otherwise, cats will be flying off the roof. That's the last thing I want.
I quit my job yesterday after being there 8 days. There's only so many times I want to be screamed at in front of the ENTIRE office because I can't read minds.
I'm not liking this town too much. I'm afraid when I lived in Calgary, I got REALLY addicted to having unlimited shopping at my disposal and an income that allowed me to entertain myself by spending money on random crap I didn't need.
Sadly, I left that job, and now I'm up in Northern BC hating life. See, it's cool that my best friend and her husband are here for me, meaning they're willing to pay for my food while I look for a job, and have given me a room for free with few expectations, but I'm not finding the kind of job I was hoping to get.
Granted, I've only been here not even a month yet, but I'll tell ya, I'm already thinking about moving on.
I've moved too many times in the last little while, so I will try to stay, as it's getting ridiculous. I'm quite sure people are thinking they can't rely on me, and since when am I one of those people? Never. I've always been reliable. I'm never late to work, I'll drop everything to help a friend, I never cancel on someone because I don't feel like leaving the house, I just simply don't do that.
Unfortunately, in the last 8 months, I've done all those things. And more. Each time I leave, there's pissed off people in my wake. This is NOT like me. I wish I could pin down why I'm having so many issues.
Is there something I'm not dealing with? I should probably look into that, huh?
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