Progress, except not.

So much for my 'super-awesome-plan-of-motivation-and-success'. I have two interviews tomorrow for jobs, one at the Biltmore, one at Cracker Barrel. Talk about opposite ends of the spectrum, right? Mom left the house for a bit to go shopping (with all that money that we don't have) and I took that as an opportunity to relax. I made the mistake of turning on Skyrim and that was it, there went my day. I ran all the way from Whiterun to Dawnstar & now I'm stuck in this dungeon. Oh well. I should probably be getting ready to go to bed, but mom is in the bedroom clacking away at the keyboard in an aggravated manner. I'm not sure who she's aggravated with, but it's probably me, so I'm hiding out in the living room, reading some of the career finding book I got from the library and writing this. I just wish things would speed up a little. I've got my elaborate goals and bigger than my body dreams, now I just need to get this steam train rolling.