breathing out

Yesterday was finally my bad day. I knew it would come eventually because I’ve been abnormally, freakishly cheerful this week despite having to work 7 days in a row. Yesterday I was not cheerful. I was exhausted in spite of having gotten about 8 hours of sleep. I actually fell asleep standing up at my register!! I don’t mean full-on asleep, I guess saying I dozed off would be more appropriate because I was only out for a second or two but still!!! And I was cranky. I kept getting sh!tty customers so I got crankier. It wasn’t even that yesterday was that slow either because it really wasn’t; it went by fairly quickly for the most part. The first 2 or 3 hours were rough but by about 4-5 it was fine.

But I’m in a good mood so far today. I’m tired but part of that I think is mental exhaustion as much as physical. It takes a toll on you to work 7 days straight. You don’t get a 24 hour recharge period to just relax and do whatever you want. Every 12 hours or so you have to deal with some obnoxious person and their screaming brats. Not relaxing in the slightest. I also need to clean tomorrow which will help me relax. I could have probably cleaned last night if I wasn’t so tired; maybe I’ll even clean tonight when I get off work. Depends on if I make plans or not for the evening. Maybe I will finally let Kale talk me into spending the night. I doubt it but maybe.

Okay it’s time to get up off my butt and start getting ready for work. I want to leave a little early today because I have to get gas today and I’d like to get a drink or something, definitely some food to have for my break since I will be there until 7 tonight. *sigh* And probably I’m going to need an energy drink of some kind. *yawn*