little sleep,and thinking

Mar 19, 2008 12:49

 Gods I'm incredibly tired, and it's almost 1pm.  I got two calls last night/this morning, and by the time I got home after the last call it was after 6am and I had had about two hours of sleep.  After Courtney left for school I crashed, so I did get some sleep.  However, I don't feel caught up, but I don't want to spend my entire day off sleeping.

That's something I really hate about my job.  Because of the work schedule, I'm on call until 5am of my day off.  So potentially (which happens a lot more than it should), I work for several hours of my day off.  That leaves me exhausted and needing sleep for most of the day off, which really sucks.  There's a bit I had planned to get done today, but I don't feel like doing anything.

I've also mentioned to the powers that be that it would be nice for all the employees to switch the schedule that we currently have, so that we get off of work at 5pm the Friday right before our weekend off.  That was the schedule when I was in Nashville, and it allows any employee that will be going out of town that weekend the ablility to leave Friday afternoon instead of having to wait until Saturday morning.  I makes total sense to me, but the only answer I got was this vague, "So and so set it up when he owned the funeral home."  No explanation, no reasoning, not even barely a complete sentence.  What the hell do you do with that?  I would be really easy, just have one shift work two "on" weeks en the schedule would be reversed.  I'd gladly volenteer to do it.

So the old job satisfaction rating has plummeted the past year.  I was hoping that a fresh funeral home would help revitalize my lagging enthusiam, but in the end it's just worse.  The only thing stopping me from getting another job is money.  If I could get a job working in a bookstore or a library or a liquor store or art store or something in that range and make somewhat near what I do now, I'd go for it in a heartbeat.  But I'll be lucky to start a penny more than minimum wage.

Isn't it funny?  I look at jobs I wouldn't mind working, and none of them is anything close to a "career".  Yes, I would like to teach art, but what the hell am I going to do for a job while going to school.  I definitely cannot keep working at any funeral home.  They'd laugh if I asked mychedule to be flexible for classes, day or night ones.  And I couldn't imagine working like I do and trying to go to college.  Plus I need to wait until Courtney is done with school, so that our finances are in better order to support me attending classes.  So what does one do?

And there you have it.  The heart of the matter of my dissatisfaction with my life.  I'm actually really happy with most of my life.  I absolutely love my wife, my friends (we just need to see each other more), my hobbies, etc.  It's just my job that depresses me.  And it's very hard to figure out what to do about it, to make a concrete plan of action.
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