I hurt so much. Soooo much.

I was helping out at the bookroom for my dads school today. Lifting and heaving boxes around, organizing books and generally doing manual labour for the day. I took a couple breastfeeding breaks, we ate breakfast and lunch.

It's been a while since I've had to lift all kinds of boxes that are 20-50 pounds. Wait, that's right, I've never really had to! So I'm hurting. That and I ran over both of my feet with tables at different times during the day. My bare feet.

P. was wonderful for the whole time. He cried a little once or twice, but not that much, considering he spent the day watching his mom beat the crap out of herself.

Between that and the stats that I did for dad, I made some decent money. And I'm going back wednesday, which will earn some more money. I have very little of the financial flow, so it's good to earn some.

We were supposed to go buy a car seat tonight, but I slept instead. Slept on the couch with a baby on my chest. After a long day, I can't think of a better way to unwind.

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