So for the last five days, I have been home off work. The office where I work was closed Wednesday through Friday so I had to tack on two extra hours each day for 5 days before. Those extra two hours killed me. I was barely treading water.
To a healthy person, this wouldn't be a problem. I have a two hour commute, mostly by ferry and bus, and minimum walking. Well, maybe just over a mile, most of it down hill. But for me, it's the hardest thing I have ever had to constantly endure. Just getting to the ferry winds me, and if I don't make the first bus after work, by sprinting over half a mile in 5 minutes, the I have to sprint 5 blocks down a 50° incline to make sure I don't miss that ferry.
The work also wears me out. I have to repeat the same script to people, most of whom are either idiots, jerks, or don't remember who we are or that I am a human and not a robot. By the time I get home, remember two hours each way, I can barely peal myself out of the car, or string together sentences. Mrs. Zebra has had to feed me dinner before because of how exhausted I am.
I'm really scared of what is going to happen to us.
