Well, I spent most of today getting screamed at by people for various reasons...there's just not enough of us to handle the massive influx of people, we can't hear anything when we're talking on the phone because of people shouting to be heard and dogs barking and kids squealing, and everyone is mad about something. All the cats are nervous wrecks between the overflow of dogs and the huge amount of foot traffic. Some little kid let all the youngest kittens out of their cages, so we had to find and sort out 25+ kittens and get them back into the right cages and make sure they were all there (ok, now this group has about 15 DSH black and white kittens in it, and they all look the same, especially when they're zipping all over the room).
I had to have myself a good cry when I got home this afternoon, I'm just so exhausted and sick of getting yelled at by people when I don't even know what it is that they're mad about because they were dealing with someone else two days ago when it happened. I'm doing paperwork that I'm completely unfamilar with, and I'm petrified that I'll make some hideous mistake. I'm just completely fried mentally, and I don't know how I'll make it through another day of it tomorrow (I am planning to spend Monday in bed eating Malomars and watching TV
Yes, QoTN, all of the dogs will be crated when I drive them to the vet's, which has taken a BIG load off my mind, because none of them can walk on a leash and I didn't know how I was ever going to get them in and out of the vet's...but knowing that I'm not a good dog handler, the shelter staff and vet's staff are going to do the crating and uncrating and I will just be the driver <whew!>
I think I'm just overwhelmed, which is my own stupid fault because I'm one of those numb volunteers that keeps saying "hey, what else can I do to help you?" instead of just doing my usual job and leaving it at that.
I just need to cry and decompress and get my head to stop spinning so that I'll be useful tomorrow. I don't get it...when I was younger, I could run on adrenaline (and coffee) for weeks at a time. No one ever told me then that I was using up all of my stress-coping reserves, or I would have saved some for my middle years! The husband has promised me chicken soup, a funny movie and a backrub tonight.
On the plus side, one of our long-term kitties got adopted today, after over a year of shelter life!
<picture me as Scarlett O'Hara here> "Tomorrow is another day...I'll think about it tomorrow..."