The amount of time I spend at work really isn't that much. The commute to and from the second job takes a bit of time, especially since I never know what traffic is going to look like so I can't really push it like I can with the regular job. I know exactly how long it takes me to get there in the mornings so I know how far out I can push it before I'm late. I keep thinking that it's super exhausting working all these extra hours, and even though it can be, it's really not too bad. I still usually get a solid 6 hours of sleep a night, which is what I was getting before I got the second job.

It's the amount of free time that I'm sacrificing that makes it seem like it's more work than it is.

Also, I'm trying really hard to convince myself that my manager bumping in to me at work today was just a coincidence. He was walking behind me and pushed past me to get to something in front of me and bumped in to me in the process. No excuse me, no nothing {probably because he really needed to make that phone call} and it sent shivers down my spine. I had to actually work to not smile from ear to ear. *insert an 'omg, he touched me' moment* There's no way he would have done that on purpose ... right?

No, it's all in my head.

Until tomorrow. . .

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