By the end of this week I will have worked 12 (maybe 13) straight days. Also, by the time I worked this past week and this weekend I worked 62.5 hours. Because of today’s weather (5+” of fresh snow) I was really, really hoping to take the day off. However, my boss sent me a text at 730am saying she’d need the agency car for the week. I, of course, had said vehicle’s keys attached to my own bundle of keys. So, I got up, showered, grabbed my left over pizza, and headed to my car. (When there’s more of a dusting of snow, use a shovel, not a broom. I need a new broom.) My usual 20 minute drive took 35 minutes. Then, I waited an HOUR for my boss to get here. She said she’d be here at 830am. But nooooo. I’m tired. I think I’ll leave at noon-ish. Sounds like a good idea. Especially since I have to be back tomorrow at 7am. Ugh.
Is it nap time yet?