So, I feel like I’m a jumbled mess right now.  For real, it’s been crazy.  To start things, my job has been giving me so much grief that I dread going to work.  I used to love my job and, quite frankly, things have gotten a bit too hectic for my liking.  Most of the reason is the horrid management quality of my boss.  But, this too shall pass.  It’s been nice having a day off and, to be extra nice, he let me off for the day today as well.  I’m happy for that since I have a crap ton of things to get done today.

I’ve been horribly emotional the past few days and I reached my breaking point the other night.  I literally sobbed for about ten minutes straight because the stress had gotten to be too much.  That and my hormones are stupidly out of whack.  The downfall to having to take out my NuvaRing every three weeks is that I have to deal with the hormone imbalance that my birth control helps to level out.  So, naturally, I’m a bit of a basket case and I’m not afraid to admit it.  At least, I feel like one.

I’ve had a few saving graces this week, though.  First of all, I got a job I’d been trying to get for a while now for my weekends when I’m not working my job I’m at now.  The extra income will be nice and hopefully help with my financial situation with school.  I’m still waiting for an answer from the appeals committee as to whether or not they decided to grant my appeal or not.  Needless to say, it’s been two weeks and I’m on pins and needles with anticipation.  I just want to know yes or no, though I’m bracing myself for a no.  I should look into stripping if that’s the case.

My best friend has been there for me a lot this week and it’s been extremely helpful.  She listens to me and it’s nice to know that she cares.  Also, another person has been rather influential in improving my mood and helping me to get through the massive shit pile I’ve been trudging through.  He was there to listen to me cry, to make me feel better, and just to be there.  It was a huge comfort and, honestly, talking to him about things has really been helping me sleep at night.  Last night was the first night in about a week that I actually slept.  The total hours of sleep count for the past five nights is a grand total of 20 hours.  Oh yeah.  I told you it was bad.

Needless to say, things are starting to look up, but my life is still one hectic ball rolling down the hill with no sign of stopping any time soon.