It sucks being a night owl.
So I’m a night owl. I work the night shift, hence by hours are screwed up anyway. I get home at 3am, and usually don’t get tired until 8-10am. I have to wake up on Mondays now (because of a few schedule changes) at 2pm.
I fell asleep for about an hour at 6 and have spent the last near two hours tossing and turning. Then the all too bland sounding DING of my text messaging struck my curiosity. That led to me reading a few blogs, and now I’m mostly awake (which is different than being all awake as my right eye feels tired, while my left eye is up an Adam)!!!
I could have said no. I could have easily looked my favorite supervisor in the eye and told her ‘no I will not work for you on Mondays, your leaving us, why should I work for you when you’re saying goodbye,’ but alas, I didn’t.
…it sounded good at the time. Plus, overtime was cut out at work so when opportunity for it rings…
*sigh*
And, to top it off, I spent since the new year growing out my fingernails. They were pretty long. Last week I cut the fingernails on my left hand (I play violin, couldn’t take not playing it anymore due to fingernails obstructing my flittering philanges), and tonight, on my right hand, getting a roll if toilet paper out of a fresh batch, I bent them all which caused them to break. So I said I had it with fingernails and cut them.
Now I have to get used to the feeling of not having an extra quarter of an inch extending my hand, LOL.
<3,
Xoxo!
