Today is my first of two days off. It’s been a long week. Work has me pulling my hair out. Seriously tired of caring so much but nobody else does. I’m worthless. I planned on getting so much done today. I got some of it done, but not nearly as much as I’d like to. There is still time in the day but I’m drinking now, as is everyone else in my house. I am not a productive drunk. I’d rather just sit around and do nothing once I start drinking. There’s always tomorrow.