My Part Time Job

I am so friggin tired (I'm so tired I can't even use an exclamation point here). I am the kind of tired that brings tears to your eyes. I know you probably think I am exaggerating, I'm not. I have worked the past two days from 6 a.m. to 3:00 p.m. During that time, I only sit down for about 30 minutes. To some of you this may sound like no big deal, but to the others that hold office jobs (like I did the past 17 years) I'll bet you are starting to cringe a bit.

Imagine how grateful you are to sit on a roller coaster after 3 hours of standing in a line. It feels good just to sit doesn't it? But there is a bonus to that kind of standing, something fun awaits. Nothing fun awaits me at the end of the day, not to mention that 3 hours is only a third of my day.

I know I will evenutally get used to this standing and walking, bending and lifting etc (I hope it happens soon). But until I get used to it, my feet and back are in some serious pain. The back I can take tylenol for, the feet...no amount of tylenol helps. They throb, literally, throb. The moment I get into my house the shoes come off and I commence rubbing them, with the knuckles of a fist. It feels so good to rub them I make audible sounds. But this does not relieve the pressure that has built up over a 9 hour day. So I elevate them, takes some pressure off, but not enough. Then I sleep, wake up, shower and do it again.

But there is good news. It's a part time job, I only work 45 hours next week!