Ugh. Some days, it’s hard to stay focused on what needs to be done.
I was so excited, yes, I mean excited, to do today’s workout. Then after dealing with people everywhere on my way home. On the road. At the light. In the store. At home.
I was ready to just kill someone. Then I sat down. Really sat down.
And fell asleep.
I haven’t been sleeping. At all.
So, I’m going to sleep.
I have to work tomorrow at 6a. I work all mornings except for Sunday, when I’m off.
I need a nap.
I’m oging to bed.
13 hours yesterday.
4 hours of sleep.
12.75 hours today.
I’m gonna pass out soon.
Surviving is how I’m feeling right now. My body is not liking this changing schedule. By the time I get used to it? I’ll be doing an evening shift! Tomorrow, I should find out what my next schedule will be, and I’m hoping it’s at least a steady schedule! Doubtful though 😉 🙁
But this was after Saturday’s shift.
I don’t have a picture of Sunday’s. Why?
That’s because an hour after I got home, I was in bed.
Until 12 hours later.
Now I’m back to bed for a
nine hour day (and not taking a lunch, so I get full pay). Woo. I’m gonna be tired.
But it’s okay. I’m going to make it. Josh has done worse shifts. I’ve done longer ones.
At least I won’t be on the floors. That’s a nice upside.