Okay it wasn’t a cat nap. I slept for 5 hours. I came home from work today (yes I work on Saturdays- I work Tuesday through Saturday) completely exhausted. All week I had been going to bed too late and working later than usual and I guess it finally caught up with me. Especially with the manual labor bullshit the last couple of days. (Sweating a work is not cute… ever.)
I unusually leave work early on Saturdays, but today it was just one thing after another. I had an employee accident… this bonehead got hit in the eye with a metal carrier. So I had to fill out 80 freaking pieces of paper, send him to the clinic, and call in to into our accident hotline and report the situation to some b*tch who hated her job (you know what I am talking about- the I hate my job so much that I’m going to be rude to you lady.) All this happened after I worked up a sweat from moving pallets around (AGAIN!), so I was already annoyed. I finally got home around 5:30pm. I said hello to my girlfriend, told her I was cranky and went upstairs to take a nap.
That’s the last thing that I remember.
I woke up confused feeling like I was supposed to be some where. I looked at the clock and it was 10:30pm! What the hell! It’s Saturday night and I go to sleep before 6pm. Oh well! It’s funny too because I am totally about to go back to sleep!
Since I was up, I thought I would write while I watch Food TV. (Yes, I am a Food TV junkie… and HGTV. What?!) You guys have a wonderful night… I hope your Saturday was more productive than mine! =-)