The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

I have gone to work for 14 days straight thus far (totaling 142 hours) and am thinking that my next day off will be December 23rd (if true = 25 days) when I get on a plane to go to VA. I am not so much physically tired as just mentally a blob of mush. My Red Bulls and Monster drinks have been my saving grace but I know that they can only do so much. I have found myself living for the evenings so that I can watch my shows...they are the light at the end of my tunnel! I just watched the Saints play an AWFUL game but thank God they won, now I am attempting to make candied orange peels for the first time. I most certainly see a lengthy nap in my future followed by an equally lengthy hot shower. What a wonderful time of year it is :)

I Am A Mental Blob

I work. I sleep. I eat. I shower. Repeat daily. The Christmas rush at Sucre has come a week earlier than I expected and tomorrow will begin the official hell that is the holidays. Last week I let one girl go and had to mediate a verbal altercation between two other girls that subsequently led to one quitting. A new girl starts tomorrow that is supposed to be my "assistant" but at this point in the game I kind of just see her as another pair of hands that I can put to work. I will worry about training her on more detailed stuff later. Brie is going to start working for us tomorrow too! She is in between movie gigs and is getting bored at the house so she is voluntarily subjecting herself to the madness I bitch about to her day in and day out.

I have been taking my vitamins and drinking immunity boosting tea. I bought a case of Red Bull from Restaurant Depot to keep me going. So physically I should be in good shape. Mentally I don't know. The next few weeks are going to be trying. At least I know this going into it.

Enough rambling. It is Saints football time.