Jun 24, 2004 11:29
Time.
I can't seem to find enough of it lately. I've been putting in tons of hours at the hospital lately because my department is under extreme pressure to prepare the rest of the hospital for a governmental inspection at the end of the summer.
What this means is that I have been mega-stressed lately and have not seen my baby as much as I had been accustomed to. Because of the stress from work, I've been depressed and I have not been at my best when I've been with her. It's unfair as hell to her, and she knows I regret it, but it doesn't change the fact that it still sucks. I'm also coming to grips with the fact that between working at Walgreens and coaching, I will likely only see her twice during the week (not including weekends). If she gets the job that she is applying for (and I think she will, you'd have to be a fool not to hire her), I'm awfully afraid they are going to have her working weekends and maybe nights, which means I will rarely see her. The weekend is about the only time when I'm not exhausted and can actually be my fun/normal/happy self and go out and do things. Lord, please don't mess with my weekends, amen.
Time.
It's a bitch.
I just hope everything works out.