Ms. Pep has left the building.

I'm frustrated. I'm annoyed. I'm ready to go home. So, I don't know when this happened to me, but I am no longer a glass half full person. I think I used to be one, but I'm not sure anymore. I emailed a few people on Tuesday about some volunteer work. Okay, I know I can't pay my bills, but the volunteer work was more appealing to me than the actual paying jobs. Sad? Yes, I think so. Anyway, I found out that I am too late to volunteer with libraries adult literacy program. Bummed part 2. Yesterday I was told that there is no animal shelter in the town where I live, but I can "join" some people who go to a nearby city to work with animals. 

I guess I just keep getting myself in trouble because I see things in my head and get excited way too early. I had this vision of coming back from Christmas break, finding a job really close by. Then, I was going to sell my car and get a bike. You know what? I'm not home anymore, because that would make since there. I could probably find a club of people who ride there bikes to work and stop by the super awesome organic foods store on the way home. They have baskets on their bikes I have a toll tag on my car. 

Does anyone know of a job where I can pet puppies and kitties all day? I clean up after them...I don't have a problem with poop.

New Rule: Stop. Stop. Stop. dreaming up these ridiculous images of how my life is going to be.