OUCH

Today marks the first day I decide to get off my butt to finally get on to doing the surveyor job.

It all sums up in one word: Ouch.

I deserve a trophy for the pain I had to go through. Could hardly stand straight cos of my back. Eh? YOU try to carry a ginormous bag and a binder file full of paper and walk up and down a 13 storey building for three hours. For my efforts I got a quarter of the quota done. A FREAKING QUARTER!

I am not going to be able to finish this job by the deadline that is for sure. My $180 are crying out to me... "Please Amber! Throw us to the job agency! We want to save you the pain and suffering, just sacrifice us!"

I might just take their advice. But then, another good shot on Sunday.

Here's hoping something drastic happens to me which renders me incapable of doing that job before then.