More updatey
I was out running errands when the director of the Evil Daycare From Hell finally called me back… at quarter after one.
She asked if I’d like to come in to work tomorrow. I said I would (not that I’d like to, mind you, but I do need the money. Badly).
I then called up my agency to ask if she’d called there, first. She hadn’t. So I asked them to call her back and make sure it’s all legit. They did and it is and I go in tomorrow.
The agency called me back just a bit ago, asking if she wanted me to work JUST tomorrow, or STARTING tomorrow and continuing through next week? I told them JUST tomorrow is all she’d mentioned. They didn’t sound too happy about that.
You know what, I’m tired of being in the middle, here. Aren’t THEY supposed to play middleman FOR ME? Geez.
Let’s hope I surive the day tomorrow…
And on the sickie front, my ears, nose, throat and head have all plugged up again. I’ve been doing the neti pot, nasal sprays, Life Shield mushroom spray (it’s $30 of useless, I say), and cough drops, but the only thing that helps are the things that make me loopy: Sudafed PE and Tylenol 3.
I’m only taking the Tylenol 3 at night because codeine is also a cough suppressant. Then again, had I lost more sleep by hacking up all the gunk last night, perhaps I’d not be back to square one with the stuffed head again today. But I thought I’d be at a job today and thusly needed my beauty sleep.
Feh.