So I picked up an extra shift today. God knows why. I never do that. The shift was 8 hours. I typically work 12 hour shifts, so 8 is a piece of cake. I was thinking when I got home and didn't feel like I had been hit by a truck, that this what it feels to work at a normal job. You work a reasonable amount of hours and aren't completely exhausted when you get home.
What a concept.
Besides that, there is a minor hear wave going on here. It was 43 today.
Life is good on the frozen tundra today.
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