Today, I spent five hours exercising dogs and mucking out kennels. Then I went home and had a one hour lunch break before heading to my gardening job for an office block. I spent three and a half hours there, before heading to the house I'm looking after. Having fed the animals and closed curtains, I had a quick supper and wrote a post on Publish0x.

I wanted to spend another three hours writing code for my freelance job, but I am way too tired. All I want to do is sleep, which is what I'm going to do once I've submitted this.

If you tell me that you work hard at your one full-time office job, I'm going to laugh at you. I'm currently working four part-time/temporary gigs this month, just to make ends meet (and only just managing to bring in enough to pay my bills, for the first time in about a year). I honestly don't know how people manage to live like this, in this state of working flat out and remaining poor, since I'm not keeping up. I'm quite literally aiming for Kevin Gates or broke, it seems. I'll skip the tattoos, though. Those things aren't cheap and I don't see my way clear to having that kind of money any time soon.

I wake up at about 05:00 (mostly due to birdsong and dogs barking and whining) and I go to bed at 21:00 or 21:30, absolutely shattered. I'm not sure when I'm supposed to fit in writing and visiting faucets or doing dishes (let alone having free time), but those things are not happening. Fortunately, I don't have to go back to the kennels tomorrow, so it's going to be a day for housework and yard work. All going well, I might get some code in as well, but I'll see how it goes.

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