Work

Well, I've completed my first day at my new job. It wasn't so bad, actually. Not my dream job, of course, but it'll do for now. I'm very tired and I'm not used to having to stay in one place for 8 hours. I never like to have my freedom taken, but that's what work is all about, I guess. It's not the job in itself that's tiring, it's the early hour I have to be there. Not only do I have to get up and get going, but so do my kids. I really hate it for them, because none of this is their fault, but it seems as though they are punished, daily. Shouldn't elaborate on this much, as it will only cause me to get down, again, and for the past couple of days, I've actually been up. It's nice being up. Wish I could know how long it will last...