That’s what I am right now.
I’m just working a lot and trying to keep up with it.
I’m also trying to figure out whether or not I’m buying a car.
I’m trying to spend time with Andy but our schedules disagree quite a bit.
It seems before when I had jobs that weren’t dependable, everything else worked out.
Money was my only stress. It was a big deal, but it was the only thing I put my stress on.
Now that I’m financially secure I have a whole new set of problems.
I’m not really sure which is worse.
To be fair, now that my Wellbutrin has kicked in so have the side effects.
Dry mouth, aches and pains, but most ferociously, Anxiety.
My anxiety is through the roof. Doesn’t help with everything I’ve got going on.
It’s why I haven’t really been able to write anything coherent in the past week or so.
Usually the strength of the side effects subside within a month or so. I’m really hoping that this is the worst of it.
Because the only thing worse than anxiety is a low sex drive.