Well, so much for the weekend.
Friday night was a total bust. I didn’t get a chance to sit down and chill until 2:30 (night shift is 10:00 pm until 6:30 am), at which point I couldn’t really chill as I still had over half an hour’s worth of paperwork to do to get caught up on the first half of the night. And the interruptions just kept on rolling until suddenly it was time to get everything ready for day shift.
Saturday night was better but I hadn’t slept very well, had a killer headache, and no focus.
Last night I finally managed to get some words written but in long hand and I haven’t had a chance to type them up yet to see where I stand. I know it’s not much but at least it’s better than it was.
Today? Today has been my only day off until Saturday and it’s been worse than Friday night, as evidenced by the fact that it’s 10:30 pm as I’m writing this.
So far today (after getting up a little after 2:00 this afternoon and running on about 5 hours of sleep, maybe a little less) I have done two loads of laundry, washed dishes, took my dog (and myself) to the chiropractor for adjustments, drove through McD’s (Riley got a cheeseburger), and took Riley to visit residents at the nursing home where I used to work.
Came home, sat down to relax a bit until the temperature dropped a little then went out to mow the lawn which is waaaaaayyy overdue. (If hay is growing as fast as our grass is the farmers should get half a dozen cuttings this year.) (That’s a bit of hyperbole – three is the maximum I’ve seen.)
Anyhow, I couldn’t get the mower started. Engine was primed, blades weren’t in the grass, engine wouldn’t even try.
Banged mower down on sidewalk. Nope. Blades not fouled.
Checked gas tank.
Empty.
Swore.
A lot.
Gas can was also empty so I went to get gas and by the time I got back it was too dark to see to fill the tank.
So, the grass still needs cut and I still have to type yesterday’s written words and I’m too tired to care.
And there you have it. The life of a nurse: too tired to care.
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