cimorene

I really like the little teenaged summer workers that I'm supervising: they're quite sweet, even the boys, who are a bit lazy and useless comparatively if you don't explicitly tell them exactly what to do, and even then if it sounds boring ("read these articles, and make some notes for when you have to write one next week" resulted in zero notes).

But I'm so overstimulated already! Yesterday we were outside at the street festival all day and now my Saturday is destined to the same fate. At least Wax is working, so I'm not missing time with her.

But there's so much happening; my brain is so overworked that I have to spend like two hours playing solitaire or something equally numbing before I can even read! And reading is my absolutely necessarily counterphobic coping mechanism: in the normal course of things I do it in every little bit of spare time all day as well (no spare time with teenagers to supervise).

I want to sleep for a week but at the end of the day when I get home my brain feels confusedly too tired to sleep, and keeps just trying to go back over a million random things that happened recently and I have to catch myself and stop it each time with "They're not paying you right now! You don't have to worry about that until you're on the clock!"