Holy hell
What a week. I've been forced to work overtime at work (we have no choice in the matter, according to management) and I will have worked 58 hours this week when I get off work today at 3:30. As you can see, I'm currently taking a break from my work and trying to keep my mind off the fact that my office is a sweatbox. It's 82.5 degrees in here and climbing. 82 isn't bad if you're outside with a breeze, but sitting in a stagnant office is horrible. I have a headache that won't go away and I am really looking forward to going home in about an hour, too bad I'll be too tired to do much of anything. I've been out of my much-needed vitamins for a while now, so I suppose I should go to Target, but I've had so little time to do anything this week, it's ridiculous. We have also been told there is no end in sight to the overtime, so we can anticipate this to be an ongoing thing... *Head.Desk*. What?!? Oh lord. I cannot wait for my flippin' surgery so I can take time off. UG.
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