When most people say, “Thank God It’s Friday”, their mind is usually on happy hour, dinner plans, exciting weekend events. For me, it means “thank God I have 2 days off of work because I’m in so much pain and so exhausted I can’t think straight”. 40 hours of work as a pharmacy tech is draining for anyone in my field, but when I got home tonight and sat down, I literally felt like I got hit by a truck. I’m so happy to be in bed right now with my husband and cat, watching tv and relaxing. I need the money so I’m happy to have a bigger paycheck, but it sure takes its toll. I have 2 more weeks of these hours. I don’t know how I’m going to do it.
Tomorrow I get to relax all day for the most part. The only real plan I have is to dye Easter eggs with my mom, a tradition we’ve had ever since I was old enough to help in the process. It’s something I can sit and do and have some fun without having to go anywhere. Sunday is Easter, obviously. I’m going to my cousin’s house around 2. I do want to see my family, as I haven’t seen most of them since Christmas time, but I hate that I won’t have that extra day of rest. I know that can come off sounding selfish, but my body and mind are so tired.
On that note, I’m going to end here. Thanks for reading.
Song of the day: Pompeii by Bastille – “And if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like you’ve been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this?”