Working 80 hours straight through is becoming too much for me, I think! By the end, my mind is batty, I babble, and every little slight seems magnified. I was SO happy to be leaving work today - I hit the 80 hour mark at 8am, and zipped out the door faster than you could say "have a nice weekend". lol
Hit the gym and the treadmill for an hour and that felt great. I wanted to stay and do some strength training, but opted to head to my local Lowe's and pick up some of the irrigation PVC pipe to finish off the side of the house. Got that, and got home, and decided to start painting the little bedroom. When I moved in, that room was left unpainted and is still the ugly brown that the entire house was when I bought it. It's been more than three years now, and definitely time to get that room cleaned up, painted up nice, organized and made useful instead of being storage.
Me and Sadie headed to the park for a quick walk, then grabbed a taco salad and had supper watching an old Dick Van Dyke episode :)
That's the extent of my day, the end of my working saga and I'm so happy it's done. :)
see? I always tell people I am a survivor.... and I am!
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