Or, why aren't my 5AM journals rarer than they should be?

14 hours later

My normal Saturday now consists of breakfast with one of my best friends, a nap, and an eight hour shift. That did not happen this Saturday. My friend was in New York, I slept late, and I left work 14 hours after I started.

I know the amount I have to earn every week to pay my bills. If I take off from work for a vacation or possibly a special presentation of Dr. Who on Monday, I lose money. I guess luck would have it that the night shift was going to be down four servers. I was asked to stay. I am glad I did. The amount I made makes up for the day off I'm taking and then I'll have an extra five hours on Thanksgiving day.

I'm proud of myself because this is how I have to act over the next three odd months. I have two conventions I need to prepare for. Both will be across country. Then I need to save for what I plan to spend and have enough for food. Knowing I can work a 14 hour shift allows me the peace of mind to know even though I am only working five days, I'm not lazy.

I also was able to overcome the desire to bid on some items. It's safe to say I am not as addicted as I was last year. My goals for next year are forming. A budget better than this year must be set. And I hope I can follow it.

Thanks for Reading

Tnerb

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