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[dragonoflife]

Now admittedly when I found out I was stuck for 72 hours this week, I expected it to be a bad week. While tigerphoenix is right to say that I did sign up for this, and I did get myself into this mess, I had honestly not envisioned this! I had anticipated one, maybe two, extra shifts a week -- not the equivalent of four!

But I made my bed and I have to lie in it. Okay, I can adjust to that, mentally reconcile that. No, what's worse is that the cold cruel universe can't be happy with my suffering, it has to throw in a loop of its own.

So for the past three days I've been working large chunks of time alone. One girl has called off her last three shifts, and I have been the one picking up the slack at work.

That was NOT something I signed up for!

So here I am starting day 12 of my fifteen day stretch. 40 hours left in my 140 hours without a day off. And I'm just *exhausted*.

One day off on Tuesday (sort of), nine days of work... and then the vice loosens, the hooks disengage, and I can start to breathe again.

And then three weeks later I have to start moving...