I am a bit overwhelmed with everything that has been going on in my life right now. For the next week, I am working eight hours a day for seven days straight. To be fair, I enjoy my job and the people I work with. I get as much free food as I want because of the leftovers we make, which is great for someone like me that has a bottomless pit of a stomach, and they are nice people. Still, I would like to spend more time writing. Luckily, we've hired a couple people recently, so that may be the case very soon.

So working in the kitchen is taking up much of my time, but there is something biting me in the rear - my home. I, uh, might own a house soon? Yeah, 22 and having a house paid off is kinda rare, but that's what happens when your parent doesn't take care of it and nearly loses it to the government. So, I took matters in my own hand and started paying for it myself. Usually, I would have to hide this furry part of me away from my mother, but that isn't the case anymore. I'm free to write whenever I want, since she ditched the house and moved away. That being said, I'm going to room with a couple of my friends soon so privacy may be an issue. I have revealed that I am a furry writer and gainer, and they are okay with it, so it should be fine.

I still need to get my license, which I very well may be able to do right now. I just need a car and someone to take me there. I don't know if I can pay for the house and a car on my own, so that might need to wait until my roommates show up. That sense of dread still lingers in the back of my mind though - am I going to be able to do this?

All the while, I want to go to college. I went to college for a year and dropped out because of depression. Things are looking good now, especially now that I don't have to deal with my parents anymore and I have money in my pockets. It feels like I can put matters into my own hands and do the things I want to do.

I've also decided that it is pretty difficult to find a mate in my current situation. The people I work with are... less than satisfactory. Sure, they are nice and everything, but I don't think they have a future. I'm looking for someone, like me, that isn't into drugs and alcohol, has an artsy mindset and hopes to have a successful family one day. It's a lot to ask for in someone, and I'm very picky, but I don't think that I will be happy until I find "the one."

So things have been life-changing in very, very good ways, and some stressful ways. It's nice to put my efforts in text, though it little fixes anything. I'm going to have to work hard to make all the pieces fit together.