Wow, after not working for almost a year going back to work is tiring. The worst part? I haven’t even really started working yet. We had training again today and possibly more tomorrow and Wednesday. Then again, maybe not. Everything is so up in the air. I hear a lot of “I have no idea” which is understandable but frustrating to everyone involved. I try to make plans only to cancel them a little later because it looks like I might work. Then I don’t have to work and it’s too late.
Ha, ironically it sounds like I’m describing my job as a flight attendant. The major difference was, I knew my on call days more than a month in advance. In this instance I feel like I’ve been living in limbo since mid-May. I’m flexible, I get how hard this is for everyone but man, I can’t wait until things calm down a bit. At least everyone seems really nice still and I have a lot of fun while I’m there.
The only big bummer about this job is that it’s definitely going to cut way down on my Twitter time. I miss my Twitter friends already. I’m sure I’ll work out a balance eventually though. I’m definitely not giving up Twitter altogether. Just during working hours.
Anyway, the main point of this post is I’m exhausted. I worked two days in a row and as soon as I got home I wanted to curl up in a ball and sleep. Apparently spending a year in your pjs, on the couch twittering does nothing for your endurance. Who knew? The good news is, maybe after several weeks of being active and on my feet my clothes will actually start fitting again. Wouldn’t that be nice.
It didn’t help at all that I was up at least five times in a panic that I’d overslept. I even went to bed earlier than normal so I thought I’d wake up rested but noooo. I’d wake up, look at my phone to check the time and stare at it until my eyes weren’t blurry and I could actually read the display. Then I’d sit there wondering what I had to do and why I was awake and ask myself what time I had to be where. It was awful. Normally that only happens to me if I go to bed way too late and have to get up super early. Oh well.
Despite the tiredness I’m just so happy about being useful again. I’m excited to actually start paying off our debt and finally start saving money again. I’m sick of the drowning feeling I always have about 4 days before payday. It would be so nice to actually be able to do nice things without feeling insanely guilty about it. I hate money.
I’d love to write more but my lazy body is trying to shut down so I’m going to let it. Night!
I know you all were expecting more Holland stories/ pictures. However, I spent more than 16 hours moving to a new apartment today and I am dead.
Plus, they aren’t installing Internet at our new place until Tuesday. Thank God for my iPhone, right? Otherwise I’m kind of living in the dark ages over here. Well, the dark ages with air conditioning.
I’m also buried beneath a pile of boxes. We seriously have a path from one room to the other but otherwise our apartment is filled with boxes and other crap. Every time we move I wonder where the heck we got all this junk. Seriously.
Anyway all this to say I won’t be posting about Holland today. I’m blogging from my iPhone which doesn’t have any of my pictures on it. It’s also not good for substantial stories. Besides, I’m basically brain dead after the million loads I carried up three flights of stairs.
I may go back to the old place and use the Internet there until we get ours hooked up at the new place. I’m not really sure though. Obviously I’ll still post tomorrow, just not sure what it’ll be about exactly. Right now I’m going to try to con Joel into giving me a foot massage while I pass out. Night!