even worse

By Saturday, I was in bad shape. I put in 11 hours Thursday, and 13 Friday (the store is only open for 13 hours at the most). And still had to come in Saturday to open.

I was a sick puppy. I needed a jacket on the floor because I was so cold. When I needed it in the break room, I was pretty sure I had a fever (the break room AC isn't working, and it's been almost 100 degrees).

By the time I dragged myself home, I had a sore throat to boot.

So I'm taking it easy, drinking a lot of water and catching up on things I can do from the comfort of my bed and laptop computer.

But that ruins my plans of shopping for shoes for the new job...