five thousand shades of blue
Thursday, May 24, 2001
I hate days like this. I got up earlier than my body would like, after staying up later than I should, and have been going full tilt at the café. I left for a bit to do some prep for ; now, I have returned to the café to finish out the day (Andra is one of two people in charge of the whole thing this weekend). In front of me tonight, I have a night full of additional scurrying about my house in search of event crap, after taking care of closing up and cleaning up here, before cleaning out the back of the truck, packing everything into it, then driving 25 minutes, and unloading everything and setting it up. I'll be lucky if I get four hours of sleep tonight. (Okay, the latter part about driving, etc. may happen in the morning, because I've heard horror stories of people having their irreplaceable stuff ripped off out of their vehicles.) My eyes are sagging and I swear if I don't focus on staying upright I feel dizzy.
Think anyone would notice if I curled up for a nap behind the counter?
is
this just not enough…?
