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Not Doing Too Great - My Life is UPSIDE DOWN!!


So, this is my third week of graveyards and I have five more shifts to go, including the one today. Now, I really am enjoying my time here, but I have never felt so discombobulated as I do these last few weeks. I don't know if it's because of everything else that is going on or if it's just the change of hours. I have the added stresses of working days I am not used to - mainly Saturday!! Adjusting my hours come Sundays - I forgot how bad that is, going home at 5:30 in the morning and making yourself wake up after a few hours just so you can go to bed that night and be a real person. Plus, trying to help plan a wedding can really throw you for a loop!! But, alas, that seems to be chugging along really well right now - - and I am getting excited for it (to be done!!).

I do have to say that I am loving the people I am working with - - much more laid back, much more accepting of changes, and just plain quiet!! At first, I didn't know how to deal with the quiet. I am used to hearing "Colleen" or "Wiener" about twenty times an hour. I am used to finding things to do to keep me busy. Now I just sit here and nobody really cares if I am here or not. I sometimes have to go out amongst them to make sure they know I am awake and I am here!! I do have to say, the free time has kind of been amazing and I may just be getting used to it!! Oh well, that's neither here nor there - cuz come January 30th, the alarm clock will be shouting at me at 4:45 a.m. yet again!!

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  1. PS I WANT YOU TO KNOW I DO READ YOU BLOG SO THERE!

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  2. You know I care that your here. I am enjoying having you back on graves. Yes it tuff when it comes to weekends & flipping back to a regular person, but just look at us. We are a peaceful, quiet type of crew. I DO CARE and I will miss you come 1-30-11.

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