My Wednesday

Today started off as any other work day has gone lately. I woke up before my alarm for some fucked up reason. I seem to be doing that a lot. Then the work day went how it did. Busy as fuck and just not enough time to get stuff done. And since there is an overtime restriction there isn't much I could do about it. The end of the work day really sucked though.

I think I scratched my eye. Like, the eye itself. It burns like a mother fucker and when I first realized it, it hurt to even look at the monitor, which is not a good thing since I stare at one for 8+ hours a day. Thankfully it was towards the end of the work day and I just kept going and wiping my eye every now and then because it was watering so badly.

It's not as bad now. Not anywhere near as bad.

After I dropped off the passenger in the carpool I came home and parked in front of our apartment complex and called Master. He came out and I drove us down to the game store. We still had in-store credit left from the trade in we did and it was enough to get two more games! They are older titles of course, but hey. Whatever.

When we got back home I got a hold of my dad. We'll be going down to visit him on Friday. He leaves on Saturday to go pick up his car. I guess he won't be back until Monday. I can't wait to see it.

Once I got off the phone Master and I decided to just go outside and chill on our porch. It's finally nice enough to do that, so we might as well take advantage of it. We sat out for about an hour and a half and now I'm knocking out my post and then taking my shower so I can just relax the rest of the night. Master told me that He will work on my back after the animals are taken care of for the night. I can't wait! Damn fibromyalgia.

Pushing Myself

Although this is only a 2 1/2 day work week, it is kicking my ass. I only have a four hour work day tomorrow, thankfully. But yesterday and today have kicked my tail. I came back to quite a bit of work waiting for me after my four day weekend. Since I carpool to work I have no say in what time I get to work (as long as it's on time) and I have to leave on time as well. So that leaves my lunch hour and cranking out as much work as I possibly can.

Yesterday I only took a 15 minute lunch. Today I took a 20 minute lunch. My lunch "hour" is normally 45 minutes long. And I do not get small breaks during the day. No 15 minute breaks. Just an extended lunch.

But since I was cutting my lunches so short I was busting my ass all day yesterday and all day today without much down time to speak of. As a result tonight I'm tired and sore. I feel worn out and it's only been two days of work. Sometimes I think I push myself too much at work. But I want to do a good job, I want to make a good impression. I want to keep my job and I figure the best way of doing that is to do as much as I can the right way every time. Yes I make mistakes, obviously. But they are minor and few and far between.

As a result, I bust my tail and sometimes it bites me in the ass. (No pun intended.) Tonight is one of those nights. I feel worn out and just kind of blah.

Although tomorrow is looking promising. I only have a four hour work day. Shortly after I get home Master and I are meeting His dad for lunch. We haven't seen him in a few months now so it'll be fun to catch up. After that the car goes in for an oil change. Then? Nothing. We can just chill and have a good time. Saturday we are going down to spend time with my mother. So that should be fun as well.

Well I've spent about 9 hours typing on a computer today at work. So I think I'll cut it short right here.

Nothing Strikes Again

I'm really hoping that this upcoming four day weekend is relaxing. Lately our weekends have been pretty chilled out, we haven't done much etc. But on extended weekends like the one coming up there is usually some drama. Not from us. Just friends, family, etc. And right now there is plenty to go around in both of our families as well as our friends. I'm sure we'll hear an update from someone soon.

Master gave me the night off the blog post last night. I had requested it because I had nothing to write about. Nothing entered my mind. So... today... here I sit and yet more nothing. I can't think of anything to really write about. Hell even just trying ramble out a blog post right now seems forced. But I know better than to ask for two nights off the blog in a row. I honestly don't think that has ever happened. At least not since the blog became requirement rather than a hobby.

Sometimes that means that I can't think of something to write about (like right now) and so I ramble a bit and see if anything makes my fingers dance across the keyboard.

*waits*

Nope.

Fuck.

I love writing which is why this shit pisses me off. I love doing my blog post too so it's not like I'm trying to get out of it. It's just that right now, aside from work, I have nothing on my mind and therefore nothing to talk about. I mean yeah, I could write about work. But it's the same old shit and I don't want to write about my job all the time.

If anything comes into my head later, I'll see if I can get a blog post out of it. But don't hold your breath.