||Day Ninety-Seven||
Today was constantly flipping back and forth between being a good day, and being a bad day.
I had more waffles for breakfast; good.
I had more waffles for breakfast; good.
We were missing a person at work today; bad.
It was consistently busy, but not overwhelming; good.
Then I was on my own, and felt a little over my head; bad.
My work ordered pizza for everyone working a double; good.
Could only manage to eat one piece until I had to get back to work; bad.
Was lucky enough to get an hour break so I could go home, pet my dog, and just breathe; good.
While home, I also ate cookie dough "balls"; very good.
Anyway, you get the point. The rest of the evening wasn't so bad. I got back to work feeling refreshed, and decided to just keep myself busy for the entire shift. When I was finally let go of at 10:00, all I wanted to do was just get off my feet. Yesterday, they hurt, but today, they just feel anguished. Knowing that I'm going to endure one more day of a double shift, I decided to treat my feet. I started by soaking them in the bathtub, which now features this hilariously amazing shower curtain thanks to my boyfriend, then using a foot scrub. I followed up by wearing my lotion socks again, but honestly they still ache. I'm honestly considering going out to get some shoe supports right now. It's very tempting..
Since my feet are currently out of commission, even just standing to make dinner was a struggle, I am spending the rest of the night in a reclined position -- aka in bed, watching Netflix, and praying that my feet magically feel better by tomorrow morning, or it could be a long day.
Just two more tough work shifts, then the rest of the week will be a breeze. At this point, I'm not even worried about school. Or maybe it just hasn't set in yet.
Two days.
♥K
