There's Always Something Going On

The title says it all. I don't have much time for all the things I want to do. Between work, taking care of the Hubbeast, and trying to get the right amount of sleep, I want to be able to make time for myself. Sadly, there are just not enough hours in the day to do things. This is probably why I'm still up at this time of night, writing a post, and hoping to make sense of it. No, I'm not having a pity party, or going "Oh poor me," if that's what you're thinking. I don't mean to come across that way. I guess I just want to have a life that isn't so...boring. Sure, I have my hobbies. I crochet (currently working on a backpack). I play mobile games. I listen to podcasts. And yes, I do spend some quality time with the Hubbeast (we'll watch movies together, and things of that nature). I just wish, sometimes, I could do more with my life. I am feeling a lack of fulfillment. I couldn't be the mother that I wanted to be. I don't have a career that I can brag about to my friends. I just want to feel like I am special. Instead, I work in fast food and I don't have custody of my kids. And now, it's starting to sound like a pity party. So that being said, I feel like I've exhausted my rant. Thanks for reading.

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