Thanks, gals. Yes, she pretty much eats most of the cardboard she tears off. Silly girl.
Crochet bunny ground to a halt, but I'm going to try to work on it today. Yesterday I was tired all day, but unable to nap. I worked an overnight shift helping another location of the chain I work for, and only had a 3-hour nap beforehand, and then slept 2 hours afterward, and then I was up ALL DAY, just wired enough that I couldn't nap, but just tired enough that I couldn't function. I demanded lots of bunny snuggles
Today it's cold and dreary and rainy, and the heat is all confused and won't come on for long because it was 75 and 80 on Monday and Tuesday, and yesterday and today it's ...46. Balls! Plus all of my muscles are KILLING me from moving fabric all night Wednesday night during that overnight. It probably doesn't *sound* like a big deal, but really, it's physically taxing. Imagine picking up something that's basically a 3-5 lb cereal box with one hand. It's not really thick, and it's kinda heavy for one hand, so you have to pinch it hard. Okay, now use both hands to rotate it a couple times like you're unrolling something. Hold it in one hand again at chest level for about 15 seconds, then set it on a shelf at waist level. Step over and grab another one and come back and repeat the whole process. For 8 hours. Standing the whole time. Then someone walks over and says no, we need those fabrics all sorted by type and THEN colorized, not just colorized as one whole collection. Then later, they walk over to something you took the first 2 hours doing and say it needs to slide over ONE MORE SECTION, which of course is easier said than done because it's a slanted display with one shelf at eye level, one at shoulder level, and one just below waist level, and there are dividers every 4 feet preventing this "slide" motion, so you have to grab a couple bolts at a time, lift them, carry them at whatever level they were at, shuffle sideways 4 feet, and shove them in that section. **** **** BALLS my shoulders and upper everything hurt. Pecs, delts, tris, bis, wrists, and yes even that squeezing muscle in each HAND.
I'm gonna seal up this rant for now. I'm whiny and I hurt. I need to get some water and ibuprofen, but that requires getting up, and lifting a water pitcher, and squeezing to open a drug bottle, all of which are painful for me. It's easier to just hit OK on the remote for the next episode of Bones to play on Hulu on the TV. Oh yeah, and I slept from just before midnight yesterday to just before 11AM. 11-hour coma did me some good, except that I could barely move when I woke up.
rant is NOW sealed up. I swear. WAHHHHHHHHHHHH