My Christmas weekend ended pretty well. I went through a period of loneliness while Tyler spent most of the weekend with his father. Half of Christmas day and the following Saturday I spent in the house. I was able to get some work done. But all of my friends were with their families and I ended up by myself. I guess that is the down side of not being in relationship and your family living 1,000 miles away. I spent a lot of time in prayer, seeking God for direction. I drove to pick up Tyler (his father and I meet half way between our homes) and realized I was becoming stressed at the thought of going back to work. Grant it, I don't have to be there for another week. But even still, it isn't a pleasant thought. I can't remember the last time I had a job that I loathed so much. I've spent a lot of time thinking and rethinking my options, applying for jobs, and coming up with viable alternatives to my current situation. I seem to have rested on the idea that if I can pay off my mortgage, most of the anxiety of losing a job will go away. So what options do I have with coming up with that kind of money??? I wonder if I would be a good candidate for being a surrogate mother....?....