Work, Work, Work

I am sick with indecsion; should I stay or should I go? There are things that I feel like I deseparately need, but, upon further thought, I think they may be wants. I want a job that offers me enough money to live comfortably, but I know that won't happen until I get my degrees in order, but I just want so much NOW. But I am so sick of starting somewhere new, I like being settled, I like that it'll be two years next month on this job. Two years! I've never stayed anywhere for two years, so that must mean something, right? I just want to feel certain of my future. Do you ever get to that feeling? Am I tying myself in knots over something that'll never happen? I am just so over myself; just make up your mind already!

Scaredy cat

Why, oh, why do I run from my responsibilities? I feel like I have a million things I have to do, and last night, instead of doing one of them, I spent four hours reading fanfiction. Really?!? It's so much easier to drown myself in the goings on of fictional characters than it is to face what I have made of my life. I'm so scared all the time and I'm sick of the feeling. Scared to try, scared to succeed, so I just hide myself away. Intellectually I know I've gotten too old for these games, I don't want to wake up at 45 and still be in exactly the same spot I am right now (or worse, two steps back) but I can't seem to cowgirl up and do what it is I know I must do. I'm done with doing the easy thing; now I must do the right thing.

Work is driving me crazy

Work is currently WORK!@! and I have no idea how to handle it. This is the first job that I've had that's ever required MORE from me and I'm not sure how I feel about it. I ran away from responsibility for a LONG time and I know that it's no longer an option, but on my run, I didn't exactly equip myself with the skills to separate my professional life from my personal life. How does one find an acceptable work/life balance?

I've seen the beautiful 2009 movie "UP in the Air" and I do not want to mimic George Clooney's character's life, where work was number one and interfered with his personal relationships. I'm not a workaholic but this job is essentially making me one and I do not want to put it first. But...I can't remember the last time I hung out with my friends. When I'm done with work on Saturday afternoon, I just want to collapse on my couch and not move until Monday morning, and that's pretty much what I've been doing for the last three months.

How does one put work in prospective? How do you overcome extreme tiredness when you do want to go out? Do you sacrifice sleep and rest to have a social life? Simply, how does one handle an adult working life?