Whew, it's been a long week. Went to camp at the Valley of the Moon on Monday. Before that, I had the longest Monday ever. In order to get ready for camp, I brought the Camry into the shop. I left it there while I was at camp and corresponded with the mechanic and Jo over the cell phone. Luckily there was a signal on top of the hill that I pitched my tent at. Then I had a fit with my Rodeo, because I finally had to drive it at night, which meant I had to finally fix the broken headlight. That was a major pain in the ass. The Rodeo headlight was so fixed into the truck that I stripped four screws, used some elbow grease and a little muscle, and broke pieces of the damn thing. When I finally got the lights in, I discovered they were cross-eyed. Thus, no sleep on Monday, and I was gonna do the overnight shift at camp.
Camp was cool. Other than having to deal with MB and his bullshit, I had a lot of fun. The kid pissed me off so much at 4:30 in the morning that I had to set him in his place. Of course, he targeted me the rest of camp. Tuesday morning was nice; just ate breakfast with the kids and staff, set up camp on top of the hill, and slept for three hours. Three hours of which was the only rest I got for three days straight. That was a dumb move. I felt rested after that so I decided to go to a Japanese spa and get a cedar mulch bath treatment and a full-body massage. I was rested to say the least. I drove an hour away so when I was done, I got back just in time to work my second overnight.
Wednesday was hard. I went directly from camp to my first day at Kids for the Bay. I thought I would have some time to chill at Strada, but I was stuck in traffic for 2-1/2 hours. So I went directly to work. I was cool for a while. But 1 o'clock rolled around, I hit the wall and started to nod off. Luckily, my new co-workers told me that I did well. They didn't even notice that I was tired as a mother. Once I got home at 6pm, I was out....I mean OUT until 6am on Thursday morning. Worked the whole day, went to PF Changs w/ Jo, Ron, Alvin, and Jimmy, and argued with Alvin for an hour. He's still on Bush. What a nut. Got home at 10pm or so and discovered a note on my front door. Argued w/ Jo about it for a while. It was one of my neighbors saying to stop our dogs from barking or they will "report us to the authorities." I got so pissed that I came out of the house and started yelling at fools. I even started playing with my dogs to piss whoever it was off. I was pissed at Jo, too, so I slept downstairs.
Friday morning rolled around, and I went in to work. Worked for a minute and went home and slept most of the evening and night. Went into Parsons on Saturday to work a 15-hour shift. I'm just getting off of it, no serious issues, restraints, blowouts, but I'm still tired as a mug. 65 hours of work in a week, and I"m ready for Labor Day weekend.
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