As I mentioned yesterday, work has gone downhill. Now, it's Sunday, and I'm dreading tomorrow. I promised myself I'd never be in a job again that makes me feel like I'm going to throw up before I get there, yet here I am, heading back to that place. If the economy didn't suck, and if the rest of my family were employed, I'd feel like I had some options, but right now, I need to be working, so I'll suck it up and take one day at a time.