Life is interesting, the more you seem to get accomplished the more that seems to fall on your plate! For the next couple of months and for the past 2, I have been pretty much living alone, except for that occasional day that Mr. B comes home from work. Yet I still can't find the time, motivation, or energy to do anything. I am going to the temple tonight with a good friend that I met shortly after I have moved here, and I am excited about that. I am completly exhausted and would love nothing more than to go home and sleep. I've been at work for 2 hours now and once again accomplished nothing, not that I have that much to do, I just don't feel like doing it. Which is an awful attitude to have especially since I work for the church and am paid with tithing money. I love my job greatly. I just have been wiped out and have had no motivation to do anything. My apartment is clean, and I just have a ton of laundry to fold, I'll do that tonight while watching Big Brother, I don't know why I like it so much, it's actually kinda stupid as more of the people leave each week. I can't wait until the apartment complex gets the gym done I will be there for an hour everyday, and it's free. So my rent is pretty much gym, house, pool, handy man, and terminex fees. :) Makes the rent a bit less I suppose. I really feel like I could lay down right now and take a nap, a VERY LONG nap. I slept really well last night. It's sad though, I'm getting more used to sleeping without Mr. B, so when he is home, I can't get comfortable, nor do I sleep very well. I guess I should get to work, update later.
