i died 2 days in a row
now that i'm all caught up on the trips i can tell you that i died yesterday. not only that. i died today as well. i'm dead now as we speak.
nuria, or nunu as i call her, is on a trip back home to china. and october is the month our new menu starts. that means september is the month we prepare for it. this week and next week are our test kitchen weeks. that means we make stuff in the afternoons to try our our menu ideas and sometimes to choose between 2 different options. like this time it was coq au vin on noodles or on roasted potatoes? things like that. anyways...it's a lot of work. when we are full staffed it's a lot of work. but yesterday it was just jimmy and me because j9 is off at 1:30. not only that but before lunch was crazy busy and we were just non stop without a break the whole day. when we finally sat down eat the test kitchen items with everyone we didn't want to get back up. we sat like lumps with glazed over eyes, perhaps some drool hanging from our lips. we still had to get up. had to clean up. had to take out the garbage and recycling, had to finish the money, and to close down the snack bar, had to clean out the dishwasher. i wrote on our white board 'jimmy and laura died.' then drew a gravestone with a RIP on it. when i came home i pulled my creaky boned exquisitely aching feet up on my bed and slept for an hour before young women's. that seemed to rejuvinate me a little. oh yeah, i forgot to say that i had started the day at 6am working an early morning shift at a job site cleaning floors. working my butt off. so i worked 6--4:30. ugh some people do that all the time.
so this morning i woke up at 6:30 for no reason. but i luxuriated in bed a while. had a nice restful morning getting caught up on blogs... nevertheless. i died again. this was a brutal social shift. we were doing a fall fair and we had all these fall fair dishes to make and decorating to do and table set ups and once again it was go go go go without stopping until we were done. at which point we still had to clean up and my spirit left my body. it may not return. my back feels like it is right on the verge of it's usual fall blow out and my feet are utterly broken. they may not work ever again. the pain they feel is indescribable. it cinches in the outer ankles, spiders over the bony top of the foot but it rages an inferno of pain and suffering all up and down the arches. and now i've got myself into a pickle. more like a salad dressing. i decided to soak my feet in apple cider vinegar. that's what laura madge morrow would do. for some reason i added some olive oil. i thought it would soften them up. but now my feet are slick with oil and i have no towel! if i try to stand up i'll slide all over the floor and come crashing down through the floor and land on downstairs dave's tv and we'll all be dead.
please pray for me that i make it off the couch and to my bed. i have to do the early morning site again tomorrow.
nuria, or nunu as i call her, is on a trip back home to china. and october is the month our new menu starts. that means september is the month we prepare for it. this week and next week are our test kitchen weeks. that means we make stuff in the afternoons to try our our menu ideas and sometimes to choose between 2 different options. like this time it was coq au vin on noodles or on roasted potatoes? things like that. anyways...it's a lot of work. when we are full staffed it's a lot of work. but yesterday it was just jimmy and me because j9 is off at 1:30. not only that but before lunch was crazy busy and we were just non stop without a break the whole day. when we finally sat down eat the test kitchen items with everyone we didn't want to get back up. we sat like lumps with glazed over eyes, perhaps some drool hanging from our lips. we still had to get up. had to clean up. had to take out the garbage and recycling, had to finish the money, and to close down the snack bar, had to clean out the dishwasher. i wrote on our white board 'jimmy and laura died.' then drew a gravestone with a RIP on it. when i came home i pulled my creaky boned exquisitely aching feet up on my bed and slept for an hour before young women's. that seemed to rejuvinate me a little. oh yeah, i forgot to say that i had started the day at 6am working an early morning shift at a job site cleaning floors. working my butt off. so i worked 6--4:30. ugh some people do that all the time.
so this morning i woke up at 6:30 for no reason. but i luxuriated in bed a while. had a nice restful morning getting caught up on blogs... nevertheless. i died again. this was a brutal social shift. we were doing a fall fair and we had all these fall fair dishes to make and decorating to do and table set ups and once again it was go go go go without stopping until we were done. at which point we still had to clean up and my spirit left my body. it may not return. my back feels like it is right on the verge of it's usual fall blow out and my feet are utterly broken. they may not work ever again. the pain they feel is indescribable. it cinches in the outer ankles, spiders over the bony top of the foot but it rages an inferno of pain and suffering all up and down the arches. and now i've got myself into a pickle. more like a salad dressing. i decided to soak my feet in apple cider vinegar. that's what laura madge morrow would do. for some reason i added some olive oil. i thought it would soften them up. but now my feet are slick with oil and i have no towel! if i try to stand up i'll slide all over the floor and come crashing down through the floor and land on downstairs dave's tv and we'll all be dead.
please pray for me that i make it off the couch and to my bed. i have to do the early morning site again tomorrow.
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