Ugh...  I feel like such a sissy.  I'm completely worn out after only two days of work.  Well, today it didn't help that I got about four hours of sleep, got up for my senior pictures at 6 AM, had my first meal around noon, wandered around aimlessly with Mady, and then went to work for four and a half hours.

Pretty exhausting.

So the pictures this morning were alright.  I think my outdoor photographer was frustrated with me.  According to my grandmother, I smile the way my grandpa smiles; I just can't do it of my own free will.  The only way you actually get anything close to a smile is if I'm laughing.  So, after the "I Like to Move It Move It" song wore off (apparently, Megan had the same photographer later in the day), he switched to reciting lines from "I'm a Little Teapot."

Hey, it was dumb, but it worked.  The funniest by far, though, was the lady who did the indoor shots.  I managed some sort of cool face and was trying to hold it for the camera and she said, "Oh, you are so sassy right now!"  I lost it.  It wasn't just one of those oh-my-face-slipped-I'll-but-now-I've-got-it back deals.  I was seized by a fit of the giggles for a good fifteen seconds.

Sooo.  Work!  If we stay busy, it's no big deal.  Time seems to fly by when you're making icee after lemonade after shaved ice after bag of cookies.  But if there's little business and all there is to do is decorate cookies and clean... it's a pretty big bore.  And by the end of my shift, I'm itching to sit down for a solid 24 hours or throw myself down on a bed and sleep for forever.

I have been getting a lot of work, though!  If my schedule doesn't change, by my first paycheck I will have gotten a good 21 hours.  That's $115 before taxes and the $6 taken out for my uniform shirt.

And when my schedule picks up, I'll probably be averaging about 20 hours a week instead of every two weeks.  So that'll be nice.

Hooray for employment!