yesterday i babysat a 21 month old for about 10 hours, and then went right to job 2 and worked another 8. My body hurt when i came home, for sure.
it was my first day on my own in the retail shop, and i was a bit nervous, although more prepared than i thought i was. One thing i am learning about myself is that i am way more capable of doing things than i give myself credit for. I have taken on a habit of setting the bar very low for myself so that i don't fail, but i have been proving to myself that i am more than capable of doing all sorts of things time and time again.
I was swarmed all night last night, and had an order to count and put up (which meant rearranging some things in the store.) Plus there are the regular "keep the store immaculate" things that I needed to deal with. I was sure that I was never going to get any of it done, and every time I would start to make some progress, I would get swarmed again. at the end of the night, though, T (my boss) told me that I did a great job, and that she was proud of me. when we checked the numbers, i understood why i felt like i was going to die; i was busy!
I go back in today. I don't suspect Ill have any orders to deal with, so that will help, but I do suspect that I will be just as busy.
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