Tuesday, March 12, 2013

...and She Slept.

My hours at work have been excruciatingly long--mostly 11 and 12 hour days, working 6 days a week. When I get home, I am exhausted, achy, and a sweaty mess.  I usually end up bringing odd work home with me as well so I don't have to spend 14 hours of my day at the hotel.

I am feeling my age more than ever now. I am not even 50 (yet), but with God as my witness, I feel like a decrepit old woman by the end of the day.  The one bright spot is coming home to Bud each night.  He greets me at the car door, and takes whatever parcels I need to take in (purse included) so I don't have to carry it. When you have been on your feet the better part of 12 hours, once you sit, you are doomed.  It only takes me 15 minutes to get home, but once my body has stopped moving, it doesn't want to move any more.

I rarely make it to bed before 11pm, and I am up by 6:45. I have learned to get ready for work in 20 minutes, from getting dressed, checking my blood sugar, eating breakfast (which I loathe--never have liked eating first thing in the morning, but it is a necessity with my diabetes), and taking my daily Januvia.  I haven't had any of my other meds in months, but I don't think I need them.  My feet do not swell like they used to, mainly due to the weight loss. My heart pills--well, of course I should be taking them, but can't afford them right now.  I just have a "sluggish" heart--it pumps blood out fast, but it is slow to refill with blood and the blood tends to pool in my heart, increasing my risk of stroke due to blood clots. Yeah, I know--get the damn meds.

I have a job interview this afternoon.  Hoping I get it, as I physically cannot do this job much longer.  The job I am interviewing for is 32 hours a week, with weekends off.  WEEKENDS OFF! Haven't had a job like that in many, many years. It would be nice to get my life back. It would be nice to actually get to spend time with my husband and furry family.

Last night, I got home at about 7:30pm.  Bud had made creamed chicken and biscuits, and it tasted so good!  I had to get my feet up, so he agreed to watch a movie with me in our matching recliners. I took a flexeril to relax my muscles so I could sleep.  We were in bed by 10:30, and I slept.  I slept until 9am. Wonderful, heavenly sleep.  Forgot how much I miss sleep.  Boy, was it much needed!


  1. Oh my gosh! It must feel so good to have some money but it would be so much better now to have a job with many fewer hours. I hope you get the one you mentioned, or one like it soon.

    I'm so glad Bud is there taking care of you. Life is so much better with a partner showing care and concern. I have now lost my driver's license. I'll have to add the DMV to my to do list. And get a new hairdo, new clothes, professional make up job for the picture. The last time it went missing I knew exactly where it was. I was putting my stuff on the thing at the airport and it swallowed it. I told all the personnel and they acted like they didn't believe me, but it was gone. They said if it turned up in the machinery it would be given to the sheriff and they'd mail it. Oh yeah. Meanwhile, what was I to do for the return flight? NO ID. It was a real hassle. That one wasn't my fault, but this one--I can't imagine where it is. It might have dropped out of my pocket or purse or whatever, but why don't people mail them to you? It's been almost a week, long enough for the finder, and I'll bet there is a finder, to mail it.

    You do a lot in 20 min in the morning. I used to get ready for work in 20 min also (habit of showering at night) but I didn't eat first. It still doesn't take me any time to get ready for anything, except for tripping over the dogs. They know the difference between me wandering around doing nothing and the signs of getting ready to leave the place. The shoes are the dead giveaway for them. If I could do everything barefoot, I would. But alas stores don't like it while I think it's too nasty for my little footies! Such is perspective.

    Be well, try to rest. Great to hear from you.

  2. Oh glory! A wonderful post by D and just as good a response from BC all on one page :) Hope you get that new job soon D...I know 12-14 hours a day are killers no matter what age..ok maybe if you're 25 it's fine.

    Don't know when Bud arrived but glad he did, you sound very happy albeit tired. Not to mention he cooks which is a godsend for a working woman.

    BC take care of that driver's license then lock it up!

  3. Thanks, ladies, for the responses! My last day of work at the hotel was Saturday, and I had a wonderful Sunday off! I officially start the new job tomorrow--I did one day of training on Tuesday, and boy, there is sooooo much to learn! I am going to love have a 4-day work week. I will try and supplement the income down the road, but I think at least until I have this job down pat, I am going to concentrate on one job at a time! LOL



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