that which did not kill you left you alive

Lj-tags: in today's news, work

Its really odd, it is. Day 4 of this and i'm a bit out of it - not sure if
its a blood sugar thing, seeing as I didn't eat my yogurt/fruit/granola for
breakfast today, or if its just sheer exhaustion after working 12 hour days,
4 days in a row. If it is exhaustion, its a soft sort of exhaustion - not
really fatalistic, just sort of <u>there</u>. Of course after I drink the
breakfast-in-a-can that I have stashed here at work, if my state of mind
clears like the fog on a sunny day, then i'll know it was a food-thing.
Until then i'm just going to enjoy it.

So now the real question is: do I book myself to work 5 hours tomorrow, my
day off, then come in at noon on sunday & monday? It will mean the check I
get in the beginning of November will be rediculously inflated with over 21
hours of overtime, which I can't say I wouldn't be able to use. And the
prospect of it isn't really terrifying at this point - I've begun to coast,
to settle into the rhythm of this, although Freak has begun to notice that I
was serious when I told him that if I was going to hit the OT this hard he
would want to go up to work/stay at the ranch in the meantime. Its a good
question. I may actually do it although I suppose it depends on how i'm
feeling when I leave tonight.