Money, damn money

Sigh.

I'm starting to resent the thought of going back to work. I know that once I'm in the groove, doing new things, learning stuff, getting along ... it'll be fine. But right now, going through the job-search process is just soulcrushing.

On top of that, is that I've just gotten into the swing of things with uni. I feel comfortable with my studies, keeping up with classes, doing assignments, etc. well, I would, if I didn't spend so much time being depressed about finding work. As I write this entry, I have a half-hour overdue assignment I should be writing. Oh, and I should be brushing up on my (very rusty, unused since last year) programming skills, so I don't totally screw up my interview on Thursday. The day before I move house. Two days before the next assignment is due. Oh, and an online exam I haven't even looked at the course material for.

It's a bit difficult to be cheerful just now. I'm trying. And not succeeding too well.

Swings and Roundabouts

Life's going well. Kind of. Sort of. Well, at least it's been very interesting.

I'm currently looking for work - full-time, part-time, whatever. Tech would be good, or fine food and wine.

The reason why?

We want to move house, as the lease is up. Which takes money. So it goes.

On the other hand, uni is going brilliantly. I'm in the middle of midsemester assessment, so there's a bit of stress, but nothing too horribly major. I'm looking forward to a few days up in toowomba doing the pracs for chemistry and biology ... well, chemistry, and hoping that biology isn't too bad.

Overall? I'm certainly feeling challenged, but that's not a bad thing. Hopefully I can land a job I can be happy in, even if I have to drop back to part-time study.