Ramblings of a Crowe

Is it over yet?

Christ. I'm so damn tired. Work, work, work, work, WORK. Already this week I've logged 39 hours. Two more days to go. I think September might kill me. Next week I start school, my company is shipping down more techs to bat clean up, and I'm staring another six day work week in the face. Well, next month I'm taking the two damn vacation days I have left and sitting my ass in front of my new HDTV. Videogame land, here I come.

I don't mind being so busy at work, the days go by fast enough, but it sort of sucks when you realize at the end of the day that "DAMN! It's been 12 hours already?" Then I drive home, go to bed, get up, and go back to work. It's like I never left the place.

I keep telling myself to be patient. November will come soon and I'll get laid off for a few weeks (hopefully that's all...not like the beginning of this year *cringe*). But my boss tells me I might linger until December this year. I gave him a super dirty look when he brought it up, but so be it if it happens. The money would be nice, but in this business, a person needs at least two to four weeks of down time to recoup from the stress. Seriously. If I had to work this job with no break, I'd probably kill someone...or myself. I'll take two weeks over no weeks off any day. Other than that, I love what I do.