Journal

I managed to survive the four days in a row. Rather proud of myself, although I'm hurting quite a bit today. It sucks too, cuz after having 1 day off, I go back for 3 more in a row and then Thanksgiving. I wanted to go get a haircut and stuff, but that'll have to wait till next week. And I need to pick up a white top for Black Friday because we start wearing our red aprons. Oh well.

Other than that....there's nothing going on really. Didn't win the lotto, obviously. Did a little cleaning around the house, nothing big. Still felt like it was alot...I start sweating at the drop of a hat it feels like. Not like...vast amounts like I'm running a marathon...but just overheated. Happens at work too. Could it be the Cymbalta?

I've been going to bed early alot lately....wonder if that's the Daylight's Savings messing with my brain. I'm taking up to 5000mcg of the B12....but I don't feel the difference that I did when I first started. I guess the next time I go to my doctor's, she'll test my blood again and we'll see what's what.

Like I said, nothing exciting...although I honestly would rather have safe boring than bad exciting. Here is to continued hopes that things get better.

Well day 3 of 4 in a row....I'm doing okay I guess. really sore tonight, in my legs and arms....but I don't know if that's from the weather, which is alot cooler today or just because I've been on my feet so much. At least I'm off Sunday.

My old manager and I guess former friend came into the store last Sunday, Rafe. Sundays have always been my day off and he knows that. On top of that, I happened to answer the phone last Wednesday when he called....first time I'd talked to him since January even though I'd called a few times and left messages. He said hi, how are you and asked to talk to the manager. I know it sounds paranoid...but I think he was avoiding me and I don't know why!!! What did I do? It really hurts...but I guess if he can just dump me to the side so easily after I stood by him and everything when his partner's parents died and Eddie was in the hospital at the same time, when Rafe lost his job and needed a friend....I was there! I just don't understand what happened. But apparently he's doing well....he's going to be a college professor I guess. Nice one of us will be. Meanwhile I stuck in a deadend job I hate, with people who don't like me, not making enough money and trying to deal with not having a car and the fibro! ARGH.

I just want things to get better! I can deal with the fibro...but the money thing, the job thing....that needs to change!

Having a hard time getting my butt in motion today. Very very tired although I've been fighting taking a nap. Also very achy, but no major debilitating pain. Just the annoying wont-go-away kind all over. I need to go get pet food and soda and I should load up and use my little cart so I don't overtax my arms....but it just makes me achy thinking of the effort. If I had a car, it'd be nothing. I'd do that and groceries and be home in a half hour. But alas, tis not so.

I'm pretty sure that working 4 days in a row this coming week will put me in a coma on Sunday for recovery. I'm a little nervous about it but I welcome the extra cash. I need it.