Over Here, Trying to Whistle While I Work

The third dose of Zepbound really kicked me in the ass. Maybe part of it was that I spent the afternoon in the sun, holding my heavy toddler and yelling at a train—who knows.

Wednesday’s headache rolled right into Thursday, and it was a bad one. Thankfully, Excedrin Migraine rescued me from my misery. It was my day off, so at least I had time to recover. But that evening, a coworker messaged me, asking if I could cover their shift (tonight) due to some personal issues. I had been looking forward to another day off, but honestly, I’d want someone to step up for me in their situation.

So, tonight, I’m working. I’ll be working again tomorrow, too, after covering another shift. My next day off will be Monday, then Thursday, and after that, I won’t see another break for nine straight days. It’s going to be intense, but the light at the end of the tunnel is that after those nine days, I’ll get almost a full week off to visit my mom before the holidays. That will be worth it. Here’s hoping I make it!


My featured photo is of the sketched-out Jay at my feeder today. The other one that showed up must have been the boss because he was taking his time. This one was constantly checkin’ his six, trying to decide if he should peace out. It’s definitely on the smaller side compared to the others.



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