Is it Friday YET???????
I came to work this morning, sluggish and tired as usual, and much to my surprise.....it is FRIDAY!! I don't know how that happened. I know the last time I slept was Wednesday, but for all the right reasons. Let me break down my schedule for you....
I worked Wednesday from 6am to 8pm, only because my job has been offering overtime....and I need it bad. Then from work, I went to the gym with a buddy. There, I managed to work just about every muscle in my body, causing much pain and discomfort, but very worth it. I got home at about 11:30pm to learn that there was a midnight showing of Star Wars (whatever episode that comes next) and my husband had arranged a sitter. So, knowing that I had to work at 6am the next morning, I went. 4am I get home. Lay on the couch for 15 minutes, shower, and leave for work. Somewhere between now and then Thursday happened. Another work day of anguish and overtime....and another late night at the gym. Again, a painful experience, but very much worth it. After the gym, I head to a buddy's house to fix her computer. What do you know.....3am I get home. Then in sets the paranoia. If I go to bed, will I get up in time? Should I go to bed? If I go to bed will I wake up at all??? I think that it is important to note that for the past several days my son and husband have been babysitting a 5 yr old all night, while his mother is working the graveyard shift at the same company that I work for. This has turned out to be quite a convenience for me. And leaves me here....Friday. At work. Tired. Sore.
What is most important about my current schedule, is that fact that I have been going to the gym. I have almost never been to a gym, and the last time I was there.....I was still in high school I think. This is a proud, defining moment for me, as everyday I do this I am one step closer to the Navy.
But all I want to do now is go home and sleep. Everything after my Wednesday shift has been overtime, and with that I am actually making a decent salary. So will persevere Journal. I will stick through this, as I have been the cause of all my suffering. Except the whole unemployed husband thing. That is his fault, but I don't mind doing the overtime to make ends meet. And to cover the 250$ that we just had to shell out for a new rear window for the car. Turns out some trigger happy kid shot it up with BB's. Punk!! When I find him........
Alright Journal. This concludes my Friday ranting. I will see you back here bright and early Monday morning. Where I will be making Holiday pay. YEAH!
Peace
I worked Wednesday from 6am to 8pm, only because my job has been offering overtime....and I need it bad. Then from work, I went to the gym with a buddy. There, I managed to work just about every muscle in my body, causing much pain and discomfort, but very worth it. I got home at about 11:30pm to learn that there was a midnight showing of Star Wars (whatever episode that comes next) and my husband had arranged a sitter. So, knowing that I had to work at 6am the next morning, I went. 4am I get home. Lay on the couch for 15 minutes, shower, and leave for work. Somewhere between now and then Thursday happened. Another work day of anguish and overtime....and another late night at the gym. Again, a painful experience, but very much worth it. After the gym, I head to a buddy's house to fix her computer. What do you know.....3am I get home. Then in sets the paranoia. If I go to bed, will I get up in time? Should I go to bed? If I go to bed will I wake up at all??? I think that it is important to note that for the past several days my son and husband have been babysitting a 5 yr old all night, while his mother is working the graveyard shift at the same company that I work for. This has turned out to be quite a convenience for me. And leaves me here....Friday. At work. Tired. Sore.
What is most important about my current schedule, is that fact that I have been going to the gym. I have almost never been to a gym, and the last time I was there.....I was still in high school I think. This is a proud, defining moment for me, as everyday I do this I am one step closer to the Navy.
But all I want to do now is go home and sleep. Everything after my Wednesday shift has been overtime, and with that I am actually making a decent salary. So will persevere Journal. I will stick through this, as I have been the cause of all my suffering. Except the whole unemployed husband thing. That is his fault, but I don't mind doing the overtime to make ends meet. And to cover the 250$ that we just had to shell out for a new rear window for the car. Turns out some trigger happy kid shot it up with BB's. Punk!! When I find him........
Alright Journal. This concludes my Friday ranting. I will see you back here bright and early Monday morning. Where I will be making Holiday pay. YEAH!
Peace