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It’s 8:45am and I feel dead to the world right now.   Some hideous mix of allergy and tourist germs has given me post nasal drip reminiscent of acid running down my throat.    Once again i pulled a 8 hour swing, off at 11pm on again at 7am.  But there is only three of us and we all have to be flexible right?  That’s the give and take of being able to take whatever vacation you want (within reason).    6 more hours and i can go sleep in my own bed, heavily medicated and pain free.  Mmmm sounds good.

We had a tour group last night.  And by some sick twist of fate, I get to check them in last night and check them out today.  It’s usually not a big deal but this group was nasty, mean and just plain rude. I don’t know if they didn’t like their trip or they collectively decided to be jerks when they check in to our hotel.  Never the less, I get hellos and the good byes, and no feeling of accomplishment.  yay. 

It’s Father’s Day.  I need to run to the store after work and get a card for Erich. I still have no idea what to get him.  I wonder what my family is doing in California.

(So I am sitting here watching two children fighting in front of the breakfast buffet. Probably 4 and 2. and the parents are just letting them go at it on the floor, and coughing all over the food.  It’s times like this that I think to myself, what the hell. I wouldn’t let my kid make a scene and interrupt everyone else’s breakfast while I steadfastly ignored them.  Get your kid’s under control. )

That’s about it. 

I really need to clean at home and get the place back in order.  I still haven’t gotten the nack of working full time, taking care of Amelia and doing to housework.

I’m the worst housekeeper ever, officially.