Daily I am getting closer and closer to losing my fucking mind.
The job: They just keep throwing more and more shit on my plate. First it was bait sites 5x a week instead of 3. We were SUPPOSED to have some college interns to track the deer we tagged, and we do...but they don't have a fucking vehicle for them so instead, now I am tracking the deer 3x a week.
Then tomorrow my other boss Mike wants me to meet him in Canaan so he can show me the bait sites he set up. I am supposed to be the "back up' in case he can't make it down here...but I can see it now...I will end up doing those daily as well as my other two roads.
We have 4 fucking seasonal employees...and 3 of them are on the other side of the fucking state...leaving me the only one out here...which makes no sense because Ryan (one of the seasonals) lives like 30 minutes from me, and an hour from Franklin, but commutes out there...
Then we have the apartment and job shit going on.
I have no idea what will happen when this job ends...and we have to be out of the apartment by June...
Meanwhile Christine is having mental break downs about all of it, asking me what we are going to do and what I am going to do when my job ends...and the only fucking answer I can give her is "I don't know..."
But she keeps asking...like answers will magically fucking appear out of nowhere.
Add to that the fact that I hate NOT being in control of my life...and I am just closer and closer to losing my shit.
I actually debated saving my last two paychecks, getting in my car...and driving West until the road stops.
Just me and my cat. Leave a note for Christine telling her I love her, but her life will be better off without me in it, and to sell my shit...
But I can't do that. It would crush her.
I just don't know...
On the plus side, she got a job, so there is that.
-Me
The job: They just keep throwing more and more shit on my plate. First it was bait sites 5x a week instead of 3. We were SUPPOSED to have some college interns to track the deer we tagged, and we do...but they don't have a fucking vehicle for them so instead, now I am tracking the deer 3x a week.
Then tomorrow my other boss Mike wants me to meet him in Canaan so he can show me the bait sites he set up. I am supposed to be the "back up' in case he can't make it down here...but I can see it now...I will end up doing those daily as well as my other two roads.
We have 4 fucking seasonal employees...and 3 of them are on the other side of the fucking state...leaving me the only one out here...which makes no sense because Ryan (one of the seasonals) lives like 30 minutes from me, and an hour from Franklin, but commutes out there...
Then we have the apartment and job shit going on.
I have no idea what will happen when this job ends...and we have to be out of the apartment by June...
Meanwhile Christine is having mental break downs about all of it, asking me what we are going to do and what I am going to do when my job ends...and the only fucking answer I can give her is "I don't know..."
But she keeps asking...like answers will magically fucking appear out of nowhere.
Add to that the fact that I hate NOT being in control of my life...and I am just closer and closer to losing my shit.
I actually debated saving my last two paychecks, getting in my car...and driving West until the road stops.
Just me and my cat. Leave a note for Christine telling her I love her, but her life will be better off without me in it, and to sell my shit...
But I can't do that. It would crush her.
I just don't know...
On the plus side, she got a job, so there is that.
-Me
