I’m just a stupid fuck, with brilliant luck

I feel like I haven't left work since Friday afternoon. I did my shift there, then came home to sleep before going back to volunteer from 10.30 - 4 on sat to paint the walls in the stairwell, returned at 6pm for the evening shift, left at 12 after the most hectic fuckign evening ever. nothing was prepped, i was the only person out front, we were atleast one staff member down which, because of the lack of prep, was ridiculous, and it was just damn annoying. david spent his saturday morning and late afternoon CLEANING the fucking place when what needed to be done was COOKING. ffs, cleaning can be done on a quite night, not when i have a full restaurant and no fucking staff!!! ugh.

okay, vented.

except this morning i turned up at 10.30 to do 3 trays of cutlery and make pretty much everything that we have on the arsing menu. but i couldn't, because i had customers. so despite not having too many to normally be rushed, i was. there was too much to be made and no one to help in the kitchen and do KP. so yes, left at 5.45 tonight.

so i have spent about 3 hours of my awake life at home and trying to relax since 4pm on friday. which is not somethign i like to do. i enjoy my at-home time, doing fuck all and relaxing. it's what makes my day. so now i am exhausted, i did my kneee in last night due to slipping on the floor after two flooded sinks, and everthing aches from not stopping.

im sorry this is such a shitty, moany post, but i am not feeling much like anything else right now... though i did just get two rounds of my blanket done, WHICH is taking forever as it gets bigger, but now its actually big enough to do something wiht, woot!!

also i have a girl coming in to see about a job tomororow, PLEASE LET HER BE GOOD!!!

oh jim left the casino with £215 last night after going in with £50, woot! well done my love :] xxxxx