Three in a week? I don’t think so.
Thursday was the third evening of the week in which I worked the 8pm to midnight shift at the Major Home Improvement Retailer. Coming off a relatively uncomplicated day at my main job, I figured that working this shift wouldn’t be too bad. I was wrong. Granted, it was a very busy four hours, with a seemingly endless amount of freight to be packed out, but by the end of the shift I was scarcely able to stand upright. This third weekly shift was just too much for me, I was quite thankful that I have only two such shifts scheduled for each of the following two weeks. Money is nice, but you can only do so much.
Friday was a very much appreciated day off. I really didn’t do much of consequence, though I was so beat out there wasn’t much I could have done. Later in the afternoon I went to the gym and did some rather desultory back and shoulder work. I really want to get back to more serious and focused work at the gym, but that will have to wait until things quiet down at the MHIR. I don’t like that state of affairs, but that’s the way it is.