Oh goodness,

I've worked everyday this week save Monday.  I'm still training, but I think I'll be done with that by Saturday.  I've closed every night.  I am tired.  I am sore (?).  I am behind on homework.  I am worn out.

But I am still so blessed and so happy.
I'm pumped to have a job I enjoy doing.  I'm pumped to have a job at all, really.
 (plus, I get free food this week.  SCORE.  I love food.  And free things.  There's not much better)

Okay.  I'm gonna listen to music and collapse into my bed.

(I am happier, a lot happier, than I appear in this photo.)