Worked a thirteen hour day yesterday. I've worked them before, but they were usually split between two jobs-- a morning shift at the pharmacy and a nighttime shift at the portrait studio, for example. This time, due to a co-worker being out with Swine Flu (or, is it back pain? Wait, now it's chest pain?) I worked both her shift and my own. No small task, considering how much I hate and am disrespected at the damn pharmacy.
Surprisingly, it went okay. It wasn't an 'easy' day by any means, but I wore comfortable shoes and no customers or coworkers flew off the handle at me, which makes all the difference.
I even helped a little old man figure out how to turn his new cell phone on and off. As a show of gratitude, he tried to teach me a coin trick. He wasn't able to, but I was amused nonetheless.
I have the next three days off, through no choice of my own. I am determined to do the following:
- get some writing/editing done. I really need to just plop myself in a coffee shop and stay for a few hours, that's usually the best tactic.
- if editing goes well, submit some more work to magazines.
- get ahead on my math homework. I'm a bit behind right now, but I have the next three and a half hours to catch up.
- GYM, GYM, GYM! I've been bad and skipped a whole week. I feel like a big lazy lump now, and I hope to go tonight, tomorrow and Thursday. (I just hope we don't get too much snow, snow greatly puts a damper on my motivation)
All for now... off to slave away at homework.