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Am I Ready for This?


So, this last week has been kinda nice. I left work last Tuesday and go back tomorrow. I only took four hours vacation to get this mini vacation, because it's shift change and I am changing shifts. Not just a mild change, but I am going to the graveyard shift.

Now, I was a dyed-in-the-wool graveyarder about four years ago. And, I still love the whole different world that the graveyard shift offers; but, I haven't done it for four years. I have become the dreaded morning person. Now, to me, sleeping in is 7:00. I have been trying to adjust a little bit, I have been staying up til around midnight or 1:00, but, I'm back up at 8:00 and tired the rest of the day - not great for accomplishing much. Especially since I thought I could maybe get some painting finished and such. Oh well!!

I am really kind of excited about this. It' a whole new world. Maybe a little calmer atmosphere. I get to see daylight, or lighted haze, in my off hours (the reason I hate January is that it's dark, hazy and cold!!). Can't wait to see how this month turns out, a little extra money, a little less stress (hopefully) - maybe I'll just decide to stay there; doubtful, but you never know!!

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  1. Yes, GraveShifters are a different breed, that's for sure! But....it's definitely my happy place. :) Make sure you come visit!

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  2. How come you couldn't come to graves when I work it! We never get to work together.

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  3. Oh poor naive Tryn, it's because she didn't want to work with you, she wanted to work with me! Sorry to break it to ya.

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  4. I don't understand why you didn't take me with you! What if you decide you like it and never come back??? If I decide to not give you the extra money, will you come back then???

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  5. Am I really that bad to work With?

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