Blogger 365 Day 153 - I'm up

I honestly had a good plan Sunday, I was going to get up early, make my way to a hearty breakfast and then go into work, bang out whatever I could on the paperwork and then come home and enjoy the rest of what looked to be a pleasant Sunday.  Except I didn't get up early, unless 10:30am is the new early.  So with the early rising officially not going to happen, I decided I would pass on breakfast and just go in to work and get my paperwork done.

 That part of the plan went off better than I thought it would.  Usually when counting the registers, especially from multiple days, there is always the chance something might get missed and it will mess up the whole process.  It doesn't even have to be anything large, just one missed payout or overring and the whole process can be thrown askew.  But I only found one problem when I was there, a single money order that was sold was typed into the system for the wrong amount, the rest went exactly as planned.  I managed to put to bed the end of May as well as the lottery deposits in about 3 hours, making Monday morning all the easier.

When I got home though I had a decision to make.  I have been having a harder and harder time getting up in the morning.  Instead of having a schedule like a normal person, I will sleep for a hour or so in the afternoon and then not go to bed until way late and try to force myself back out of bed in the morning.  It usually leaves me somewhat of a mess, so I thought last night I would work to correct that problem.  Once again having problems falling asleep, I went and did a late night laundry run.  Maybe that would burn off some of my energy.  But when I go home I was still awake, so I started making those deals with the devil you make where reason really isn't part of the process, but you start doing math in your head, wondering if I can stay up x amount of time longer, then I can go do y and be up for the day.  Which I ended up doing.  I knew Kelly O's opened at 5am, but wasn't sure how early a bus would run in that direction.  Turns out the 54 (the bus that goes from Oakland to the Strip District) is one of the earliest buses to start running, as early as 4:30am, so i could go to breakfast before work on Monday, then just stroll into the office with a belly full of food and plenty of energy to get through the day.

That plan worked until about 12:30pm, the breakfast was fine (steak and cheese omelet, home fries, Italian toast, coffee) an I got in and started putting together the Sunday numbers, since Friday and Saturday had been taken care of the day before, then the grocery order came in and I was helping to check it in and sort certain items that were going elsewhere.  Included in the order was another three pages of stuff Ed bought in West Virginia in April, so those items had to be added into the register system before they could even be put out to be sold.   And at 12:30 I just hit the wall, it was like my body no longer wanted to function even though I still had plenty to do.  My tiredness hit me pretty much all at once.  I managed to struggle through until 4pm, when my bus came to take me back to Oakland, though I had to stop at our old store before I could come back to my own cubby hole.   As I was on the bus I was literally struggling to stay awake, cloing my eyes only to open them and see that another three or 4 stops had blown by.  Each time my eyes would open there would be a momentary panic as I adjusted to just where I was, scared that I might have slept through my stop and was now off unto part unknown.  But I managed to pop my eyes open at the right time, get off the bus, check in at the store and then walk home.  I think I was home maybe 15 minutes before I was sound asleep, I didn't even get as far as turning my radio on before I was (probably) snoring.  

Three hours later ad I am up, but I am not sure if I want to stay up or if I can convince myself that going back to sleep would be in my best interest.  But this entry needed done, I should probably eat something (since my last meal was 14 hours earlier) so instead of going back to sleep, here I am.  Just hope I don't catch my second wind and end up away most of the night again.