Wow – who knew that taking on the not-so-new job would take my happy little world… crumple it into a ball… and toss it in the trash? Certainly not me. I have totally lost myself. I’m cut off from my altered art group, I can’t get anything done that needs daytime hours, my business is going down the drain, my hair is in dire need of a stylist but she keeps the same hours I do so I’m screwed, I have not seen my friends in weeks, I’m too tired to go to my other job, I never cook anymore and worst of all, I have not created a single piece of art since I got hired. I hate having to cram my ‘to do’ list, family and friends into a 48 hour time slot – because trust me, it all doesn’t happen. I have to tell you, I hate money. I’ve sold my soul to the workplace, so I can ‘live‘. Ya right – what living? I want my life back.