Breezy all at Sea

I seriously cannot take it if one more person asks me when I’m moving to MC. Seriously. I may freak out on them. It’s getting to the point that I get asked about 5 times a day. And it’s usually by the people who I’ve explained the situation to countless times. Do they not remember? Are they stupid? Are they trying to be annoying? I don’t know. And I think a lot of it is to do with people wanting to visit me there. Because some of them have said as much. I’m fine with my close friends and family visiting, but not some random college friend I speak to once a year. My home there isn’t going to be a free hotel for ya’ll. GRRR.

Speaking of moving, no word. I called three temp agencies there yesterday and had to leave messages, and no one has called me back. The temp agencies here are acting the same. I’m applying to every position I see and I hear nothing. So I’m a little frustrated here.

Normally I’d be headed to the gym right now, but I’m taking today off. I can’t bear the thought of the EFX or the treadmill for the millionth time. And I decided against going to the step class this morning in my hazy half-asleep state. Which I now regret, but oh well. There’s always tomorrow. I think I may head to the mall and look for clothes for Vegas instead. But I do feel slightly guilty for not working out… Now I’ll be down to 5 days this week instead of 6.