Seven Day Stretch or Complete Mental Collapse
Posted on | May 31, 2008
My schedule at work goes like this.
Monday 8:00 AM to 3:30 PM
Tuesday 8:00 AM to 3:30 PM
Wednesday 3:00 PM to 10:30 PM
Thursday 3:00 PM to 10:30 PM
Friday 3:00 PM to 10:30 PM
Now when it’s my weekend (one out of every month) I work the Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday and then off Thursday and Friday.
You might think that that’s a kick ass schedule.
However…(isn’t there always a “however”?)
Then I work Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday.
That was my week.
I’m bagged.
Truly bagged.
The level of energy it takes some days, with what I do, with who I am…
So I say things by Thursday, do things by Friday that are born out of exhaustion.
With what I do (and I’m not saying that what I do is an excuse but you know the repetition gets to you, the level of sheer patience when you don’t have it and the amount of that same energy that you have to give TOO patience makes you impatient with others) I’ve often said it’s a good thing my Mother passed because now I have someone to pray to for patience.
I get tired.
I get lazy.
I get frustrated.
I wonder if this is a bi-product of what I do?
So I say things. Type things. Feel things that when in the morning, don’t look so bad.
After this seven day stretch I want nothing more than to crawl up under the down filled duvet and sleep. There goes TWO weekends. Two Saturday’s and Sundays, gone.
So Zen it out, please, Scoundrel. Zen it out.
And ignore me when I’m being a goof.
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