No more pity parties

i know there's nothing wrong with my life other than the fact that my job that i despise is taking over and ruining everything that's good. so i come home every day feeling totally wiped out and pissy, but then there's john trying to finish this awful stats exam for this awful full-time semester that he's taking while he's working full-time, all while his car is on its third week in the garage. and even that isn't so bad either. i mean, it sucks for him, but then i know other people that have crappier lives right now. and then there's the kids and families i work with. they have even crappier lives than that. so i guess i should be glad that all i have is a job that i despise. it could be much worse.