Exhaustion

I should go to bed, but I'm writing this instead.

I just figured out that I've worked 15 of the last 16 days. Where days straight is concerned, it's 10. And it hasn't been just cleaning or papercrunching or screwing around, but lots of hauling tables and wooden boards and logs and burnted out shopping carts and easles/sandwich boards. By which I mean, it's been harder work than usual, and more of it. Which means I'm exhausted

I wish I had awesome pictures of the event (maybe I will later?); this event, of course, being Heritage Day. It was enjoyable, except that I was on my feet for most of the day. I was on garbage duty. There was a giant crane with flags dangling from it; a petting zoo with a llama and a wallaby, among other things; vendor booths for various ethnic or service groups; a BBQ; entertainment, including children doing Hindu dances and the Rezz Dawgs, a rap group from (I think) Fort McKay; lots of children's games and contests.

Tomorrow, though, we have Communities in Bloom judges coming to the park, and I'm stressed about the work we have to do before that...and the tour I have to give them afterwards. The fact that I just want a day off doesn't help, but I know I'm needed at work at least for one more day. That helps. But I know it'll be hard.

So I'm off to bed as soon as I'm done this post. Oh, I've added a Blog List, and changed a photo around. And at the moment I'm looking out the window, seeing the clouds dark against the twilit sky. The view from our deck isn't bad.

Here's a picture of one of my dogs, just to break things up: