I am doing the cheesemonger deathmarch today. It is day 5 of a 6 day run, on top of working 2 half shifts at my OTHER job.
My feet hurt. My knees hurt, my hips hurt...you get the idea. But the worst part is that I am going braindead. I was having trouble remembering what I was doing at work yesterday. Then when I spoke to my brother last night, I couldn't even form full sentances. I called my mom for her birthday and forgot to say Happy Birthday until she prompted me (yes, I owe my mother chocolate for this). I completely forgot about a writing event I had RSVPed to last night and just went home.
Just now, I started to get up to make tea to take to work with me. I still have half a cup of coffee left and I don't leave for work for 2 hours. I can't imagine how I'll make it through today, much less tomorrow, our busiest day of the week.
I have to go cleanse myself at some point in the next hour. Let's hope I don't forget how. I smell like cheese. I'm just going to smell like cheese again at the end of the day, but hot water will feel nice.
On a happier note, I have money again.
Sunday I plan to stay in bed until noon before we have to clean and pack.
Also of note: I already had a tag for cheese before today. Who knew?
Writer's Block is Like the Tooth Fairy
It's not real but if you think about it too much you'll get freaked out
- No function