I Hurt.

I am so, so, so, so sore. Hurts to walk and such. I worked 4 to 10 on Friday and 8 to 5 yesterday, and I don't think I'm ever going to recover.

They had me working all over the place. First bakery [because we don't serve regular food at opening], then cafe register, then back to bakery. I worked most of my time in bakery, obviously, and though that is one of the coolest places to be, I was still VERY ready to go home by three pm.

Doesn't help that I'm still sick. My voice is back [well, right now it's my "morning voice" and it's all scratchy and gross] but I'm absolutely dragging. Steroids are helping tremendously...not resting is not.

I'm still not supposed to abuse my voice, and guess what I did all day yesterday? If I can't talk again next week, I will be royally and furiously angry.

Oh, and I'm ridiculously melodramatic when I'm sick, so expect these posts to be that way. Can't help it--I can't sleep right now, and it's making me cranky. Very cranky.

Argh. I'll post sometime later this week. I won't have time tomorrow, I'm working four to ten...shoot me in the foot...