I write this as I prepare for my fifth shift out of seven in a row, at which point I will have a day off, then have eight more in a row. I spend my time at home either sleeping, studying or attempting to spend some quality time with the family. I am not work fit at all.
I am loving my job. I couldn’t imagine doing anything else. I love the fact that I get to care for people, engage, and generally help people. I love the workplace, it is supportive, encourages learning, and a great first job out of Nursing School. The swing from Late shift to early shift can jump off a bridge, but thats the reality of shift work. I am trying to be all things to all people, mainly my family, and am coming up short.
Study is consuming my time when my family isn’t home. The five hours I was awake on Friday I spent four of the them studying and the other one ironing and getting ready for work. The weekends are family time, friends time and generally not doing work outside of my shift. It doesn’t always work out that way.
Even now I am writing this blog, after spending the morning meal prepping for work, washing my uniform, and spending some time with my daughter, I am now writing my blog, consuming something for lunch, then heading out the door for my afternoon shift. Time is running away again.
I know I will get into the groove, I know that I will find my routine, I know that having my wife home at the end of this week will be a God send for the state of the house, an the ease of being able to spend time with her. I know things will get better, but I think I just need to be reminded some times.
Maintain the Rage