What a week...

There are people ten years my senior who work at Walmart AND clean houses at night just so they can put food on the table. They work very hard, often sixteen or more hours a day. And so it seems whiney to complain about having to work an extra two hours each day this past week... 

But, I can't help it.  It's tradeshow crunch time and I'm going nucking futs.  I'm just glad I like my job so much because if I didn't I would  go Mel Gibson daffy.

In other news, I just realized Burning Man is three weeks away and I haven't done any of my prep work.  I have so damn many things to buy for this---trip? vacation? Bataan Death March? what's the word... oh yes: adventure.

Ugh. I think I might be sick. I won't bore you with the details; suffice it to say I probably should stay home from work tomorrow and work from home.  See how I feel in the morning.