Earlier this week, I worked 40 hours in three days, with a five hour turnaround (one show to another, so there’s no minimum) between day two and day three.
Although I knew it was going to hurt, I wasn’t prepared to still be exhausted two days later. Guess I’m getting old.
So, since I still can’t think and am planning on doing a lot of napping today, here’s a photo:
From a reality show about cooking (hence the restaurant setting). Careful what you say!