I agreed to work 12 hours yesterday, September 4th, what the hell was I thinking? Oh yea, extra money! For Christmas, for life in general. Yes, we were crazy busy allllllll day and that helped (very little) to make the time seem like it went by a (little, very little) fast at times, but I felt like I had been run over by a tour bus, backed over twice and ran over again. I was dragging big time! I had about 9 hours of much needed, uninterupted sleep! I feel like I have hangover this morning, and the only thing I drank when I got home was peach flavored water.
Today, Wednesday aka short week, I feel like I really wish today was the end of the week. It will come soon enough and I am sure once winter hits and there will be lots of mandatory overtime I will be better adapted to that. This ole girl isn't used to the 12 hour shifts anymore, it's been 2 years since I have been away from that type of schedule. Yes, the overtime sounds fabulous to me in the future just not right now, I gotta get more sleep and in better shape for all that.
I know it sounds like I am whining, I am really not, just gotta get in better shape to be able to do some of this stuff I want and need to do.
"I will survive....."
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