Avalanche

I wanted to title this post 'lifesaver'. There's a song that's been going through my head: your drug is a heartbreaker/my love is a lifetaker. Today at work was busy-- Seven hours without a break, much of that with a line and everyone there working as full-out as we possibly could. At one point one of the chefs went home, but before he went he gave us a roll of lifesavers each. That thought of his was the fumes I was running on for the next three hours.

So, current work: absolutely draining. You who know me: I'm going to bed with one meal under my belt (lunch) and two doughnuts as dinner cause I'm too tired to even think of moving to get anything else.

Tomorrow: going to do a landscaping job, which kind of scares me. Gotta run around finding tools, I'm working independently for the next two days on a big property, for Rising Sun. Hope it all comes back to me after three months away. Hope it's sunny. Shifting gears, alright.

Today, yesterday, the day previous: some rough stuff on the relationship front. It's harder on me than it has been. I care about this one more.

No time to look outside today. Is that a day wasted?

At least I stopped bleeding yesterday.

Oh.

...and it hurts, by the way. I don't know how often I say that.

Not the retail.