  Oh my good god I had to work today and boy did it suck. You know, working in a bank/credit union isn't all its cracked up to be. I mean you deal with money *all* day long except that NONE of it is yours. None. Nada. Zilch. Zip. So it sucks. It especially sucks when all day you are looking at accounts that have $20K or more in them - and again, its NOT yours. Its amazing for this area - such small towns - how much money there really is. There are so many rich people here, people you'd never GUESS had that much money... its crazy. When is it my turn? Anyways, as I was saying before I got onto the whole money thing - working sucks. You know, I moved here late December - quit my job to move to a small town in the Kootenays and, maybe, hopefully, find a new job.
And I have one - its part-time/casual mind you but its a job. But I now realize I hate working. I had 3 months of doing-whatever-the-hell-I-want and I liked it. I want that back. Hell, I want a job where I can work from home so I can show up in my PJs. That would even be acceptable. But this getting up to go work for someone else really bites. Especially at a job where you deal with money and none of it is yours.
Its Friday, its been a long day, I don't know what to make for dinner and I'm tired. I'm so glad the weekend is here - not that I worked a lot this week - but the weekend means Adam will be home so I'll have someone to bug! *cackles evilly* Okay I hear a nanaimo bar calling my name... Mmmmmm... 
