Exhaustion

Well, may as well vent into the void for the first time in years if I'm actually gonna blog, so this is your fair warning that below is gonna be a whinefest.

I'm 35 and have managed to achieve my only real goal I ever set for myself, buying a house. But in the 8 months I've been in this house I've barely made a dent into turning it into the home of my dreams. I know building a home takes years, but I've only JUST unpacked the majority of my crap, and I have no money or time to buy or build ways to organize the cacophony of my wasted teens and 20s. 

Work drains my long-depleted spirit, and when I do get one or two days off after a 7-10 day stretch the day is wasted just preparing for the next stretch of work. I can barely get laundry, cleaning, food prep, shopping and any other Errands of the Week done before the day off is done. 

Maybe within another year I can finally have my creative space set up to finally start on the only dream I've ever truly had in this life: making a game. But we'll see. Perhaps this has all been a wasted effort. Should I be fired I'd probably be hard pressed to find income like I'm making now any time soon.

Can't even find a day to just enjoy life anymore. 

I'm so fucking exhausted...