Ain’t no rest for the wicked

There’s a song by a band named Cage the Elephant called “Ain’t No Rest for the Wicked.” If you know anything about a video game called Borderlands, you may have heard the song before, as it was the theme of the game.

The title of that song alone perfectly sums up my day Thursday. I know that no one really cares about my complaints, but I get to write my column however I like — within reason — so there.

My day started off by getting some things done at the office starting at 10 a.m. Then I drove out to Vina for The Franklin County Softball Tournament, which kicked off at 11:30. These games had been moved up from Saturday to help finish some games before the weekend.

I had already scheduled some interviews at Phil Campbell High School before the games were moved up, so I left Vina and went to Phil Campbell to keep my appointments. I finished up at PCHS around 1:30, and then I went back towards Vina, stopping only momentarily to find some lunch.

I arrived back at Vina in time to see the very end of Phil Campbell’s game against Red Bay.

There were five games all told before the end of the day. The tournament stretched from 11:30 a.m. to 7 p.m. or so, meaning that around seven hours of softball had been packed into one eventful day out at Vina.

I arrived back at my apartment at 8 p.m. I was fine up until that point, but as soon as my backside hit couch I became light headed to the point where I couldn’t see straight.

I ate dinner, took a shower and went to sleep. Incidentally that was without a doubt the most sleep I have gotten on a work day since I started here last December. I was out by 10 p.m. or so. I still wouldn’t trade my profession for anything, but that was a busy day.