Six Hours Standing

Waking up at 7 in the morning after two days of being able to sleep till whenever you want was not easy. What else was not easy was standing and walking for 6 hours back at work. There is the part of my foot that is having to keep my balance now because my toe can't so it had tripled in size by the time I came home today. Speaking of coming home, the first thing I did was nap for three hours. Mostly because I was tired but also to get away from my foot and toe hurting so badly. The rest of the night was spent elevating said foot and icing said foot. There was a minor break for my favorite Mexican food but then it went right back to trying to fix my foot.

At That Time

So I got home from work around 6ish, ate a little bit of dinner, and then fell asleep at 7:30.

I admit to being completely out of routine when it comes to waking up and then going places at an early time. Waking up was really really really hard and I was completely exhausted by the time I got home. I guess I needed to go to bed early.

Back To Work

No shocker here, today's post is about going back to work. Uncanny right? Do you feel like a clairvoyant or what? 

As you might have guessed, I went back to work. I love being a Castmember. Some days I don't feel very magical but I get by nonetheless. So I went back and I was able to spread some pixie dust and magic on stage before helping backstage with house keeping tasks. I like being back, to gives me something to do. Yes, it time consuming but its a job and that is something that should never be overlooked or frowned upon. 

Today was also Mother's Day. I don't even know how many status and tweets and pictures I saw today about everyone's wonderful mothers. It was a lot obviously. Mother's Day was not this big of a deal when I was growing up. I made my mom breakfast or colored a car when I was younger but when she got sick Mother's Day activities kind of stopped or I don't really remember them. It weird to see everyone celebrating and not have that. Of course I have my sister but she's not my mother. Parental unit/ guardian yes. Mother? No. And we started to get along better when she acting like it. Of course I got her present (chocolate covered strawberries that she's had I think 3 out of 12) and went to brunch today but that's about it. You'd think I would be used to this by now.