Restless

Things are irritating at home. I feel restless, want to up and leave, move into Hamilton, closer to work, closer to Nicky. We are moving in together in June, when her current lease runs out, but I don't know if I can hold out that long. I'm sick of these kids, the constant bickering, the disrespect they show their mother, the fact that the boundaries are becoming blurred. I return home, find one in my room, using my computer. It's 10pm on a school night and the five year old is coming into my room to see what I am doing. Shouldn't he be in bed? Not my call to make. But irritating to me none the less. Hopefully things will pan out over the next couple of weeks, get some positive movement for me, make some changes that I want to make, rather than ones that are forced upon me.

Long Time

Its been a long time since I felt like writing. Things have been ... hectic at work ... fun with Nicky ... irritating at home.
The current job sucks. I work long hours, like 12 hour 7:30pm to 7:30am shifts. My roster is constantly changed so I find it hard to make plans more than a couple of days in advance. The pay is barely above minimum wage and the store/staff morale is at an all time low. In all the most depressing and demoralizing place I've worked for a long time. There have been a couple of occasions when I've nearly chucked it in. I even wrote a letter of resignation and carried it around in my pocket waiting for an excuse to use it. Fortunately it didn't come. And fortunately also there is light on the horizon. A job interview for a much better (I hope) job coming up.