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Between jobs I was eating gas station hot dogs three times a week and wondering why I felt awful. These turned Sunday into my one cooking day and gave me actual food all week without thinking about it.



















Sleeping from midnight to 5:30 AM was destroying me until I figured out it's not just about hours. It's about making those few hours actually count.



















Forgot a shift once because I mixed up my schedules. Almost got fired. That was the wake-up call to build a system that doesn't rely on my exhausted memory.



















One job is business casual, the other has a uniform. Switching between them in a parking lot meant I needed clothes that looked decent with zero effort.



















Coffee was keeping me alive but also making me jittery and then crashing hard. Had to find a balance between awake enough to function and not vibrating through my chair.



















My car basically became my second apartment. Eating in it, changing in it, napping in it. Might as well make it functional instead of a rolling disaster zone.
















Working 70 hours a week made me forget I was a person. These small things carved out ten minutes here and there that kept me from completely losing it.

















