Since the 14th, I have been working everyday and it seems like forever. Saturday morning I started to feel ill, and Saturday night it hit me full blown. And I worked sick, 9PM to 9AM. Got home, felt even sicker, I took some benadryl and robutussin and it knocked me out by 12PM. I didn't wake up till 8PM and got to work at 9:30. Thankfully enough that the person who did a no call yesterday wasn't working today. Otherwise I would have probably fell out. I hate being sick... 
Least the good thing is that 3 days of work equals out to 30 hours, and I still have 2 days left in the week to work... woohoo! Another overtime week! My last check for 78 hours was over 650 after taxes. I wish I could get paid like that without having to work all those hours. This makes 3 OT weeks in a row... Might as well get it while I can, and maybe, just maybe, I can afford another move. Except this time I will move where I can do what I want, when I want, and how I want. Off to New York City I go! 
Yeah, right... I hate cities.
Least the good thing is that 3 days of work equals out to 30 hours, and I still have 2 days left in the week to work... woohoo! Another overtime week! My last check for 78 hours was over 650 after taxes. I wish I could get paid like that without having to work all those hours. This makes 3 OT weeks in a row... Might as well get it while I can, and maybe, just maybe, I can afford another move. Except this time I will move where I can do what I want, when I want, and how I want. Off to New York City I go! Yeah, right... I hate cities.