I can hardly move my fucking arms right now. I spent 12+ hours setting up the new store in Jacksonville carrying things, trashing things, building shelves, etc. I was only supposed to go and help set up the 17 boxes of back issues we got ready in less than a week, and I didn’t even get to it. I did enjoy spending the time with my coworkers in that context, though, and all our food was put on the company’s credit card.
Also, I didn’t have to drive, so that was sweet.
I had a fucking panic attack trying to get to work, though, because no one could get on I-4. It took me two hours just to get to work because of a horrible accident that happened. According to the news, a man was ejected from his car (though they’re not sure what happened for him to loose control of his vehicle), and then got ran over by a minimum of two cars. I can only imagine how that must have felt for everyone involved.
It was a weird day.
When I got home, I took a shower, and then passed out.
I slept 12 hours, and now I’m lounging around for the next 3 days like the gremlin I am.
