I'm tired. I'm tired in ways that I haven't been in quite awhile. The four-days-in-a-row job has sapped my energy. I am so thankful to have a job, but man, do I feel old! Wow, it seems like a weird concept, but four days in a row is a killer for me. Since I graduated nursing school, I have worked 3 days a week. The12 hour shifts are long no doubt, but the trade-off of having 4 days off a week was nice!
Now, I am learning a whole new group of patients, new doctors, new procedures, new paperwork. I loved my job in Interventional Radiology, and this is similar in many ways. You tend to see the same types of patients over and over again. (Remember A? I never told you, but she died this past summer. She flitted through my life like butterfly... I wonder if she remembered me.)
My new colleagues are a great bunch. I have laughed a lot in these past four days. I feel like I fit in with this group. It makes me happy to hear directly from them how glad they are that I was hired, and how after my interview they knew I was the one. Maybe that's karma, baby. Or really, answered prayers.
There are others things I am praying for. First and foremost, that some ponies get sold. Second, that we find a house. Third, that this year is a good one.
So, while my hair gets every grayer, and my legs ever more tired, I am smiling!