Overnights, continued
So, I think the "best" part about doing remodel/store fixes is that I now currently look like a victim of domestic abuse. Actually, it puts me in mind of this really funny McShep fic I love- one where john keeps walking into doors while he's back on earth, and the doctor who treats his black eyes thinks rodney is beating john. Hilarious.
Uh, except when it's me getting the looks because I'm wearing a t-shirt and the bruises, welts, and scratches covering my arms are visible on my pale, pale skin. Argh.
Tonight's the last night, thank god. Because if I have to move kids' books one more time I'm going to lose it. And just don't talk to me about the coffee/tea fiasco.
3 hours to go, and then a 2 hour drive home... Maybe I'll nap at the hotel first. *bleary blinking*
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