Running on Empty

My eyes are blood red and adorned with puffy circles, my hair hasn't been brushed in over 24 hrs, and my brows are in desperate need of grooming. Unfortunately, though, my schedule this past week hasn't granted me much time to take care of my personal appearance. With the Flower Show in town, an annual and quite popular convention here in Philly, I've had to work nearly every shift due to the heavy influx of customers at the restaurant . I haven't had a day off in six days, have worked almost fifty hours since then, and won't have off for another three days. I've spent nearly every minute at work on my feet, running all over the spacious restaurant, trying to please hundreds of cranky old ladies.

The crazy thing is, though, that I love it. I love the chaos, I love the drama, I love the surprises. In many ways, I even love the stress and exhaustion. I'm definitely craving that day off, but I really love my job. I'm making great friends and having so much fun. I would never have thought I could find a place I like as much as The Harbor Grill, but in less than three months I feel so at home here at FH and have met people who I hope I will remain friends with for years to come.

Most importantly, working at FH has made me realize how much I love this industry. Its hard work and long hours and unpredictable circumstances, but its damn fun. I think I've found what I'm supposed to do.

But I'll know a lot more where my future's headed in the next week or two. Updates to come. ; )