I have been thinking a lot, which might surprise most of you since I am obviously not a thinker, about how lame I am turning out to be. Last night, crap lets just say it has been a month, I have been turning down my friends and family about going out to do whatever. I just feel that I have lots of stuff to do at home, but once I am home I find myself playing the guitar, watching dvds, drawing, playing with my dogs, reading my pathetic romance novels, cleaning the condo, paying bills or just plain sleeping. I am entitled to enjoy the things I like to do right? Two jobs, my place, hobbies and 3 dogs surely take so much of my time. How I wish there would be more time so I could do more stuff? I know that I need to budget my time so that everything will have equal attention and I swear I do but some people ask more of me than I am able to give. I know that they are upset but I can only do so much since I am in such a tight schedule. Sometimes I feel like I am neglecting things and people. But I do visit my family twice a month I know it is not much but I guess I have to try harder. Living alone has this effect on me where it seems like I can not get enough of the freedom that I have.