Sometimes, it bites to work in the summer.
I wake up much too early, get dressed, have breakfast, make myself lunch, leave out the door to work.
Work, on a lovely summer day that's both warm and cool. A lovely day I could be going to the beach to swim. Or bike by the river and stopping for ice cream.
No. I have work. Out of every single day on the planet, summer, should not be spent working.
Today for instance, having two shifts at two different places, well I found my self arriving to work an hour early. Who in their right mind does that?!
And later when I'm done with work past 10, I would have missed my usual Friday friends hang out.
Lovely.
Only one bright side, working this much, I can afford to take all of October off. Maybe it's time for another vacation?
I've lost count, but I've started reading the hunger games books. So far so good.
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