It’s all a cycle.
I want to:
- train for my half-marathon
- go thrifting
- craft
- go to the beach and springs
- live
but work and the new added stress of moving will probably keep me from doing all these things. I’m constantly thankful for my jobs and realize that they are such a blessing though. Soon enough I’m sure I’ll have days off where I’ll be bored out of mind all the while wishing I was working.
