Shake Your Pom Pom

For the time being, I am "unemployed", meaning I have only one job (outside of 12 hours of upper-division college hours) instead of two. I now work a total of 5 hours a week, 7 if you include driving to and from work, instead of working 30 hours a week. At first, I was devastated. And I was a huge mess of stress and other not very happy emotions. Poor boyfriend didn't know what hit him. Poor me couldn't handle anything.

And now? Now, I am starting to see it's the best thing that has ever happened to me.

And, yes, I will once again soon to be a productive member of society. I just have to find the right career because a job will no longer cut it. I'm moving on, baby!