Working
I've started exercising again, I really want to turn my life around after becoming a blob for the last month. I went running and did lunges and pushups and crunches. Yea, that's right, I'm turning into an Olympic athlete (of couch potatoes) and it feels great.
Work has been more tolerable, mainly because I realize how much I need to save money. Yesterday I made 149 in tips before tipping out to the lazy busboys (12), which left me with 137 in tips from a restaurant that's only open from 11am-3pm. Pretty good. Waitressing has definitely left its mark on me physically though. I REALLY need a massage (I miss my Kristin). Also the other day, I was looking at my arms near the wrists and I noticed these two ginormous lumps. I immediately thought, "Gah!! Tumors! I've got wrist cancer!". Then I realized that the lumps were from carrying trays, so I've got these weird looking muscle-vein-thingies popping out of my arms. Waitressing is quite the workout.
I miss Lawrence.
Work has been more tolerable, mainly because I realize how much I need to save money. Yesterday I made 149 in tips before tipping out to the lazy busboys (12), which left me with 137 in tips from a restaurant that's only open from 11am-3pm. Pretty good. Waitressing has definitely left its mark on me physically though. I REALLY need a massage (I miss my Kristin). Also the other day, I was looking at my arms near the wrists and I noticed these two ginormous lumps. I immediately thought, "Gah!! Tumors! I've got wrist cancer!". Then I realized that the lumps were from carrying trays, so I've got these weird looking muscle-vein-thingies popping out of my arms. Waitressing is quite the workout.
I miss Lawrence.