I’ve already started to wander a little aimlessly at the junior high. I have so many work orders that are waiting for something that I feel overwhelmed and bored all at the same time. I’ve just got to dig in, I suppose. I didn’t even take a lunch again because my half Soylent lasted through most of lunch. Then Ronda walked in with an uneaten soft taco for me. I feel like such a mooch, but at least I didn’t dig it out of the trash.
I helped Ryan and Dale hang a touch panel at the high school in the afternoon, which ended up lasting until quitting time. Then I just went straight home, ate some cheese dip, and killed the entire night. And my bank account.
This feeling of stuck has me spending unwisely.