wishing

I wish I had done better in life. I wish I had kept my job at the warehouse as a data entry clerk. I wish I had kept it, done a good job and got myself an apartment. Now, because I quit that job back when I was young and dumb, I am at the mercy of working at at a grocery store where they refuse to give me more than 12 hours a month. I wish I hadn't exhausted all the resources at Vocational Rehabilitation. That is a program that helps handicapped people find jobs. I can't do cashiering. I'm horrible at it. Anyway, enough whining for tonight. I think before I go to bed, I'm going to search for a better job on Indeed. I'll look and see how much studio apartments are in my town too.