I woke up this morning feeling tired again. The same exhaustion I've felt all week. And then something changed.
Even though it was colder today (it didn't even crack double digits), I think I thawed a little bit. It has something to do with the fact that I took a little control of my life. I decided to apply for a job outside the hospital. I contacted people about the job. Got some answers. Gained some hope.
Yes, the chance of getting this job is slim. But there is a chance. I'm tired of letting things happen to me. Rolling over and taking it. Instead, I want to make some choices for myself. I don't want to get stuck between a rock and a hard place, if you'll excuse the cliche. I'd rather get stuck between a Godiva and Lindt truffle.
That's more to Saint Marty's liking.
|Choices I don't mind making|