I finished the edging that needed to be done in the bathroom, but I was too mentally burned out to pull out a paint tray, roller, paper, and get into paint rolling the walls. Looking back, I should have just bitten the bullet and done it: like I said before, I want this project done with.
In other news, after 90 days, I’m going back to [Retail Job] to work customer service on the Sunday after Thanksgiving to earn some extra scratch. It’s only four hours a week, but it’s better than nothing. Maybe I should ask my manager for a raise. Maybe if I frame it along the lines of, “Dude: it wouldn’t kill you.”
It might work, who knows.
My arm is falling asleep because I have a cat crushing the nerves.