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Wanted so badly to get some writing done - reviews, stories, blogs - but I'm having a hard time spelling "hte" so just another quickie.

Was on the forktruck *all* night - 8 straight hours. My thighs are kinking up from the foot controls (forward, backward, brake) and my right knee is all swollen - hate the last day of the quarter! Rushing about trying to get as many orders on the trucks before midnight, managers standing around getting in the way and then bitching because things aren't getting laoded fast  enough, temp workers who haven't the faintest interest in working fast...damn...

Good news - I was out of clean clothes so rummaged in the "rag bag" - found a perfectly good pair of jeans that I hadn't been able to wear for over 20 years (before my son was born) and they fit perfectly! So happy!!!!

Now I'm going to bed. Long day tomorrow - lots of paperwork, writing stuff, and then start the new shift - 2:30 to 11. But we have both Thursday and Friday off for the Independence Day holiday! And they're talking about the possibility of my working longer (or at least more frequently) during August and September - more spending money for the cruise in March :D