Tuesday

So, last night was pretty bland.  I’ve been telling myself to works many nights as I can and save as much money as I can for my next big goal. See, it’s still a mystery as to why the job is so exhausting, but here I am taking the night off to relax.  Is it a stripper thing to have to take a R+R break more than once a week?  Maybe I’m lazy.  Other dancers I work with say they do the same thing but I can’t imagine half of the girls I work with soaking in Epsom salt two times a week and doing self-care journal entries as needed.

My next big goal is to save 15,000 to put down on an RV to live in.  When I say it out loud, it sounds even crazier than the idea on ‘paper’.  First, I’ll just live months at a time at parks until I have the hang of it, then I’ll start moving around a little more.  The plan’s obviously still in the very beginning phase but I know that I can make it work somehow.  From here, I just need to force myself to go into work as much as healthily possible.

I think it’s pretty clear that my mind has been scattered today (at least for how little is actually on my plate). I need something exciting to happen at work or in life asap to wake me up in my consciousness. I also need about 12 grand.