“I am not young enough to know everything”

Today begins a full five days in a row of working my arse off. I’ve only previously worked three days in a row, so maybe five won’t hurt too much more. I’m actually somewhat glad to be going back to work, because my job pretty much rocks. My home doesn’t feel much like a home these days, it’s more of an extension of work. That should soon change. I do miss my peace.

It’s that time of year where I don’t really sleep… it comes around every time the weather starts turning. In Phoenix, I was hoping it wouldn’t happen, because I didn’t think the weather really turned. It does. It’s some strange serotonin thing I think… I wake up during the night constantly, and stare off into space. I go for runs late at night, and I wake up early. When I do sleep, I have the strangest dreams….

I guess now is a good time for me to go back to work, considering I’m not going to sleep either way.

Now I’m off to try and make a difference in the world…. save lives, change lives, and be compassionate. Riiigght. Really I’ll just get my mental ass kicked. Do I have a mental ass? Ha! I do now!

I do think the admin is in talks with having Trauma: Life in the ER come and do a show here. Keep your fingers crossed, I really want to be the semi-hot-nurse-running-down-the-hall-with-the-stretcher-on-national-TV. Or at least be in the background every now and then. I work with a LOT of hot nurses. Back in Lawton, most of them were….. um…… homely… Here, they’re all babes. I’m concerned about this because Trauma always picks either the hot nurse or the old, wise nurse to be featured.  I will be neither in this place.

Everyone have fun this weekend. Erin, drink one (or seven) for me in Mexico. I do expect a stupid chatchki when you return.