these first few days back...trying to let my hours slip and keep all the other balls in the air, so to speak!
I figured out the other night that I have about 3 hours a day to have a life on these hours:
I try to get out the door to leave for work about 4:30 in the afternoon; if I'm lucky I'm back in front of the dresser at 4AM. There went 11.5 hours.
If (conservatively) I allot an hour a day to cooking, eating, packing my cooler and taking a shower, and a half hour to the other things that have to be done around the house each day I'm up to 13.
I try to get 8 hours sleep each night. Some nights that's harder than others (last night I woke up about once an hour for some reason...aches, pains...trips to the little boy's room...). If I don't, then I start screwing things up (like Monday night when I set a rack of "wrong" stock on the line). Now we're up to 21...
So that leaves 3...
I had planned to write something last night but I was cross-eyed. I'm not much better tonight, but I needed bibs for work tomorrow so they are in the wash right now. In a minute I'm going to slip off and watch one episode of "Ghost in the Shell"; that will be the first thing I've watched since Sunday.
All this fun and I get to do it for 6 days this week as well...hmmmmmm!
Lou Costello used to say "I must have been a baaaaaaaaaaaaad boy"!
Sometimes it feels that way!
Hopefully tomorrow night I will slip around and check in with some of you...right now I just want to lie down 'til the washing machine stops!
Thinking of you each...may the rest of your weeks be kind!