Aug 20, 2008 20:56
I'm finishing up day 7 - hokey smokes. If I didn't know how squeaky clean these folks are, I would swear on a stack of bibles that they are most certainly a bunch of crack addicts. Otherwise there is no logical explanation how they operate on this crazy schedule.
I'm doing my best to keep up, but once again I am painfully reminded of my limitations.
We are taking it one day at a time with an exit option in place as of today. I'm just not sure I can take up all the slack that they definitely need someone to do for them.
This frustrates and embarrasses me. I dont like my illness being so obvious. This morning at the 0245 wakeup, I had hit a wall and was a hurting unit. I got breakfast on the table but was pretty much a vegetable for the rest of the day, until about 1530 this afternoon. It's 2108 now and we are still waiting on hunters to come in for supper.
Got to go, think I just heard a diesel truck pull up.
new adventure(s)