kricket187's blog post - Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!

I've been hitting it hard at work. Like.....stupid hard. Because business has blown up. I hadda switch my day off Sunday to this Friday, because I knew my crew couldn't handle the day without me.

Got a call this morning that my baker had called in sick. SERIOUSLY?!? UGH..... So instead of going in at 9am like I was sposta, I went in at 6. And stayed unitll 7:30pm.

I'm so tired. And the season just started. Ya'll know me, I DO NOT CRY. I REFUSE. But sometimes....

OhMYGOSH. Got home tonight, after a hell weekend. Sat on my patio and drank a beer or two, smoking and reading. Went to grab another smoke and realized I'd killed the pack. Went inside and..... my carton was empty..... I seriously teared up. My mental status at the moment= fragile.

Meanie saved the day. He got dressed, and carted me to the store. I know it sounds like a little thing, but he worked today too. And was just as tired as I was. My darlin takes care of me, even when I fight it.

Tomorrow we're both off. Gonna hit the beach in the am and fish. Then after a nap and lunch, we're gonna hit the beach and lay there. I need my cup refilled.