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Guh. Still not quite sure how I managed to get all that crap done yesterday and still have a crapton of stuff to do today. Do not want. On the other hand, it's damn good for getting in shape. On the first hand, tired and achy and do not want. Didn't get to do my Japanese yesterday because from the moment I landed at work it was pretty much ship things, unpack boxes, ship more things, label things, check things in, put things out front, check for urgent emails, scarf down two small burritos in ten minutes, go to class. Make very ugly yarn. Do not break the spinning wheel. Somehow manage to get the hand of what I'm supposed to do just in time to run out of carded wool to actually spin. Yay. Come home. Sit down. Do German. Do Martine. Tag porn. Go to sleep.

Both my ApocaBigBang mixers/artists have contacted me. I am so very not sanguine about the DF one. At least I have a good mixer who's enthusiastic about the Illyria/Glaucon one. I hope she's as enthusiastic when she realizes it's ... well. I don't know. We'll see, I'll email it to her before I leave for work. So damn tired. Have to remember everything I have to do today. At least my jeans still fit, despite the weirdass tendency of jeans to do funny things once they're away from the department store. And my body aches in the good way. I have good chocolate and good snacks at work. It could be worse.

Ugh, there was something else I was going to say and I can't remember what it is. It snowed again yesterday, not too hard, though. And this morning. I'm assuming I don't have a snow day, though, since it's only a dusting over the ground and it seems to have stopped for now. I'm not sure if I hope for a snow day or not. I still have so much to do at work and at home and I'm just exhausted. If I can get all my work done today, it'll be writing, and then tonight, pocket ninja and hopefully early bed. Very hopefully. I have game again on Friday and then maybe a movie on Saturday and, god, I just want to sleep. Need to remember to breathe and pace myself. Maybe I can make it a goal to finish Martine in two months... except that puts Martine, Long Road, and a Big Bang all next month. Argh. Well, maybe. We'll see how much I get done. So. Damn. Tired.

ow.

For a reference point, I'm about 5' and I come up to the middle of that 'Bang Head Here' sign.

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Keep in mind that for maybe half of these boxes, I have to run around the store and gather up what's in them. Then I have to pack them, with paper or air-bag storage or peanuts (I haven't used those in a while, though) or what have you. Then I weigh the boxes. This involves carrying the box over from where I packed it to the scale, which sometimes is about a foot, or hauling it over to the red scale which is lifting, turning around, hauling it over, and setting it down. If I know a box is going to be heavy I start out with it on the red scale (I swear, that thing is older than I am) and then haul it up off the red scale over to the pallet cart thing. Sometimes this involves dead-lifting weights of up to 50 or so pounds. Lately it's been about 20-35 pounds for the big boxes. I do this about four or five to seven or eight times a day on these heavy mailing days. Then I tape the boxes shut, send the papers over to be processed, etcetera.

Now, that's when it's simple. When it's not, like with these two days, I have to take out each cone of our brand of weaving yarn and weigh each color to make sure each cone is of a good weight. Then, if it isn't, I mark down the actual weight of yarn we're sending to the customer so we can pro-rate it. Thankfully, most of the cones we got back from our dyehouse are actually of a good weight this time, so I can just mark down the number of cones and be done with it. I have to double check every damn coil of reed. I have to play yarn tetris or box tetris on the cart till nothing falls off. So it winds up being 2 hours and 3 hours almost straight of bending, lifting, moving, bending some more, taping, bending some more, lifting some more...

And all of this, over the past three or four days, has happened around shipments coming in. 40 pounds of dye that has to go straight back out. A quarter ton of yarn which has to be sorted, labeled, and a lot of that has to go right back out. Some indeterminate poundage of cardboard boxes (100s of those) which, while very useful and I was starting to lack for boxes to ship things to people in, I had to haul all those and play box Twister, Tetris, and Jenga to make the box room navigable again.

My back hurts. My hands are chapped from paper tape glue. And I want to go home. Sadly, I have another hour and a half.

Whine whine bitch.