It's weird. You would think that once things start getting better, you would notice.
Apparently not. I've been on a long whining stretch now. Ever since I got my job and I found out it wasn't at all to my liking. (Or at least, the people weren't.)
I called in sick yesterday and stayed at home, and in between doing an avatar book 3 marathon, catching up on sleep, and just relaxing, I began to realize that I'm still on track. I'm a little stressed, yes, things haven't turned out the way I expected them to, but generally speaking, I'm still where I need to be.
I have a good job. Yes, I don't like most of the people I work with. But that's how