Going, going, gone

In a mad frenzy I started ripping the border off the hall today - it was either that or have a meltdown as I didn't have any supply work again. The boredom factor is getting to me now as well as the feeling that no-one wants me. It's pants. A horrible place to be and I really don't know how much longer I can carry on doing this before I get a proper job. I like routine. I like a purpose. I'm also really fed up that I spent 4 years of my life slogging my guts out to get a degree for nothing. :-(