9.21.2008

Getting ready to go on an

adventure with my love.

Rocking 80's style mid-calf length leggings and yellow pumps.

Hollaback.

9.18.2008

G'morning.

Have eaten half of a muffin and consulted my nursing drug reference to see if am taking the maximum recommended dose of my over-the-counter allergy medication.

Day two of vacation begins.

Ha.

At 10:00 have to go to an hour long "Code of Conduct" training. To include, I am sure, sage advice. (Don't sleep with your patients; Don't sleep with your boss; Don't punch anyone in the mouth no matter how much they deserve it, etc.)

After that am going to do some window shopping and have my toenail polish changed to match an outfit am wearing to a party on Saturday.

I'll spare you the play-by-play for the rest of my day, but know that it is just as glamorous, just as fabulous.

9.17.2008

Today is the first of seven in a row with no work. The 8th day will be my first day off of orientation.

Was supposed to get up and go to a staff meeting at 07:30. Managed to drag myself out the door at 07:15. That puts me at my place of employment somewhere between 07:45 and 08:00.

My solution to running late was to drive around the corner to Starbucks, grab a couple of lattes, and come back home. The caffeine has just barely taken the edge off of my fatigue.

Working three twelve hour days (when you figure in drive time and the extra half hour plus that I end up being at work it really is more like a 14 hour day) is hard on my body.

I despise my job right now and seven days away is going to make it hard to go back.

At the same time I still don't have any friends and by the end of seven days will probably be ready to go back just for the human contact.

I feel very lonely and sorry for myself. You may have noticed.

There's a chill in the air and a down comforter on the bed.

I'll be the big lump under the blankets right in the middle, but there should be a little space on either side if you want to crawl in.

9.10.2008

Listening to really bad music reminds me that I could be your down ass with my round ass.

Wha..?

Ok.

On the mornings when I have to go to work wake up with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach like a kid who hates her third grade teacher.

All of the nurses from our unit have been "temporarily" (so "temporary" that our unit manager is orienting to work the floor on the same unit as I)reassigned. I'm stuck in the ortho unit which is such total and complete ass.

Ick.

Need to go to the store for hair conditioner and tampons.

Have a yoga class at 4:30.

And these are the most exciting bits of my existence.

Imagine how enthralling all the things I don't write about must be.