frusturated.

Well lets see. It is 3:07 AM, and I can't sleep. I worked 13 hours today. I guess that is going to now be the Norm. When I took this job at Karen Acres Elementry, I didn't realize how much of my life it would affect. I now have to work 13 hours a day Monday through Thursday. Right after I get done having kids throw stuff at me all day, while screaming, I get to go to Agricredit and harass farmers in the collections department. Seems as if a mental break down is right around the corner. Now tell me was I crazy taking this job? I don't know. Do I regret it? That I dont know either. I had to quit small group. I can't have my weekly family night anymore. I can't sit at home and hang out with sarah and watch our shows, or old school party of five DVDs. I don't get to have my accountability group that keeps me sane on monday nights. I feel like I didn't speak with anyone I love for more than 10 minutes today. Is it really worth it? This another thing I don't know. I like my job, but I love my family. I love my friends. I love my small group. I love the people that surround me. I don't want to lose them. I don't want to slip away from them because I can't stop working just to make enough money to breath. Oh, frusturation.