Not a Word...

by Margie Senechal
 
My daughter thinks I'm cheating this year because I'm choosing a phrase and not just a single word. You can let me know in the comments after I finish pleading my case.

For the past few months I've been in a state of stagnation. I'm not moving forward figuratively or literally. 

While I enjoy my day/night job--especially the people I work with--it's just a job. While I'm at work, I tend to give it my all, but it's not where I want to be ten years from now. At least...