sleepless in Central Indiana

It's 3 am and I'm wide awake. The events of the previous work day churn around in my mind, over and over and over. Problems loom larger than life at this time of the night. Should I look for a new job? Where do I even start to look? What will I do with the contents of my office? I don't have room at home to store the accumulated debris from the last four-plus years of working at this particular job. Maybe I should just go in to the office this weekend and start sorting out what to keep and what to toss out. Life has a way of building up tons of stuff that you have to either pitch (what if I need it later!) or store (this house is too small!) Decisions, decisions. I wish I could say that I'll sleep on it.