Work..................Sucks big fat juicy cock

I work for a company that requires a 50 hour work week. Yes I work 5, 10 hour days Monday thru Friday, 6:30 to 5:00. Needless to say, this does nothing for my social life, or anything in my life for that matter.

(On a side note, I was telling my sister that a friend called on a Monday night at 9pm and said they were in the Castro and I should come up. I said are yo crazy its a work night. My sister replied, "I think this what we are supposed to be doing at this stage of our lives." Thats nuts.)

I have been trying to lose weight, but when you work that many hours, you really don't feel like doing anything when you get home. Now I know I have no drive, zero will power, but thats besides the point. I am in the process of looking for and interviewing for a new job. Monday thru Friday 7-4. A real job. A job that I know I will be great at. But it's also a job that most likely will not pay me what I am making now. Now I don't swim in cash. I have a very hard time making it here. After all it is the bay area where housing cost are through the roof. I do own my own (well 1/2) townhouse. But between mortgage payments, car payments, and all else, I struggle and struggle big time. Lucky for me, I have a sister, with whom I share the townhouse, that makes double what I do. So she does somewhat support me. But anyway, I want this new job for a couple of reasons.

1. More spare time. To do my home improvent stuff.

2. More time to concentrate on my weight loss. After tipping the scales at a whopping 377 after the new year, and nearly fainting, I decided to set up goals for myself.

3. To feel better about myself. I really don't care about the money. I can do side jobs to make up the difference. I just want to be happy. To want to go to work. Not drag my fat ass out of bed at 5:30 every morning to come home at 5:30 every night and just flop on the bed and get on line.

4. To be able to keep up with my cute nephews, they are 4 and 2 and getting to the fun stage.

Although I am fat, I am healthy. On more then one occasion I have been told by those in the medical profession that I am the healthiest fat person they have ever examined. Now this is good, but also bad. Good because I am not a health risk right now. Who knows in 5 years or so. Bad because I can't get any realy help. I want a gastric bypass but don't qualify because I have no health issues associated with obesity. That really pisses me off!

So anyway, back to this job. I have been with this company for 6.5 years. I am fully vested. But still ready to move on. The last guy that I was seeing, albeit for a very short period, questioned wether it was good decision to leave my job at this stage of my life. He figured it would be better to stay miserable in my job then look for another one. I am in my very early thirties. I have atleast 30 more years of work ahead of me. I am NOT going to subject myself to misery just because I am vested, NO WAY NO HOW, not me. I just can't take doing the same thing over and over again. I need variety. Maybe thats why I like being single so much. Feh oh well.