I have been spring cleaning, after a fashion. The spring cat hair shedding pretty much mandates it.

There haven't been many job listings for which I qualify lately, so I've been cleaning and so forth. I decided I wouldn't go to school since I can't find anything I want to do that doesn't immediately raise objections from mom or anyone else. When you have literally hundreds of people applying for every job listed, it's a buyers market for the employers. I send in resumes and fill out applications, and that's all I can do. I thought the social services idea would be a good compromise where I'd be doing actual work I might half-way feel motivated to do, but mom seemed intent on discouraging me from it. It's easier and less conflict to do what people want me to do rather than trying to push for anything that I want to do. Have no idea what I want to do anyway.

It seems that with the spring I've kind of relaxed into this. Spring has always done something odd to me, which probably means I've got some kind of Seasonal Affective Disorder. Whatever. I just feel better.