getting over it

I have the house i want. now, i need to find people to live with me, otherwise i won't be able to afford it. (more-so the bond rather than the rent). eek. So, there's that. There's the fact that my latest employer wants to give me an extra 8 hours a week, and then i found out that's because he's giving another girl (who i really like) less hours. On a positive note: that must mean i'm doing well there, on a negative, i'm going to become the invading bitch from hell from the girl's perspective, aren't i? oh dear. I'd rather not have the hours than rock the boat. Plus, if i do have the hours, will i be working too much when you consider i'll be working another job as well as doing studies? if i get the house... it will all be worth it, if i find the people that don't have 3 heads to live with me.

Labels: stress. happiness.