Exhausted

Dealing with 14 hour days is rough. When they become longer than that, and I'm not getting a break at all...then it gets to be a test of will and really how much adrenaline I can manifest to stay awake.

I heartily apologize for being absent this week, but it has been for good reason...Giant stuffed animals. Now you may think to yourself "How fun?" "How cool is that job?" I know. When I really think about it, it is a pretty fantastic job. This week I got to make a 9 ft alligator, a crab, a snail, a turtle and five rocks. As fun as it is to watch them take shape....It is seriously a lot of work. Just one of these lovely fellows takes upwards of 30 hours to create, not including the epic amounts of time they take to make the pattern before I can begin creating them.

If this was my only job? Then I would be fine. But add to that finishing up wigs for an opera and beginning the designs for 2 plays, in my free time. I still have a full time job of running a costume shop and teaching 1 1/2 classes. So this week, 14 hour days quickly turned into 16 hour days...which even expanded to a 19 hour day as one of my stitchers and I frantically sewed leg fat onto an alligator. 19 hours is fine, if you go home and sleep...but a mere 4 hours later I was back at work for yet another 12 hours to finish a giant crab.

If you are still reading, I can guess that I've exhausted you as well.

So, What has this meant for my food intake in the last week?

First, somehow, by a will greater than my own, I was still able to eat quasi-cooked/grocery store meals every single day. I only ate out twice, but both were with friends, and fairly cost effective. Thanks to a conversation with my brother, I discovered microwavable pasta dishes, that make eating at my office immensely easier. I did find myself one day eating tortilla chips and cottage cheese for lunch....but we're not going to talk about that one...

I got a glorious 8 hours of sleep last night, and I am officially exhausted. My body said enough. So I'm sitting in my chair and blogging instead of the 20 other things I should be doing. This is good. I need a day of less. Everyone does. And now I will go for some Prosecco:) Perfect.