I started this blog to (hopefully) extract some of the rambling and random thoughts that clutter my mind, yet as soon as I sit down and try to begin.. my mind goes blank. Frustrating.
I don't think that these swing-shifts are good for me. I should have stayed on Nights. I'm naturally noctural anyway; my body defaults to the the noctural rhythm even on my days off. So why did I think that going to day shift, and then swing shifts would be a GOOD THING? Hmm? Besides earning much less $$ on day shift, I'm tired all time, and I cannot stand some of the day shift nurses. Well, not really as people, I like them fine in a social "Hi. how are you?" sense. Just not as co-workers. For a myriad of reasons, we just don't gel. Call it different styles of nursing. Maybe. I prefer to maturely call them lazy and whiny. Afraid to get their hands dirty, or actually do any real physical work. What did they think that an inpatient surgical unit, critical care no less, would entail??? And why is this persistent behavior tolerated by management???
I could go on about this for hours, and I'm sure I will. Just not right now.
I have the next couple of days off. I wonder if I will get anything accomplished or if I'll just lay around? LOL. Mike is out of town until sometime Thursday, so I have the house to myself. Which is lonely in some ways and awesome in others. Mainly because I can stay up all night being noisy and cleaning or WHATEVER without having to worry about waking him up. I'd rather have him here, though. I miss him.. despite myself. Although our relationship has been filled with chaos and drama at times, there are always many more things that pull us together than push us apart.