I can't believe I'm writing this, but I miss my boring job already. Work gave me co-workers, goals, and a reason to wake up and get dressed on most mornings. Work was power over my own destiny.
I've done three loads of laundry today, filed my taxes, and boiled a weeks' worth of brown rice. I thought about trying to walk the dog, but my housemate says he'll only slip the leash and run away from me.
My only consolation is that I'm not sitting around my parents' house in Raymond. I may be bored and lonely, but at least I'm bored and lonely in Manchester.