Better Blogger Day Dos

Last night at work was a living nightmare. I won’t get into details because let’s face the facts; it’s not fun to hear about for someone who wasn’t there. Let’s just say it was busy, very very busy.

I don’t know if I will ever get use to working the night shift. To be honest I am on the fence, I love the people that work night shift (anyone who have ever worked in a hospital knows the entire feeling changed with shift change), it is more laid back and everyone is more than willing to help each other (as apposed to self righteous bitches that tend to work days*). On the other hand, I don’t like sleeping all day when everyone else is living like a normal person. I have come to terms with the fact that this will be my life for the next few years, at least.

Speaking of not use to the night shift (how do we feel about that transition?) I slept like shit today. I got home around 7:40, after I decided I didn’t have the energy to make the trek to the BF’s house, and went right to bed. I woke up around noon, not nearly enough sleep considering I didn’t take any kind of nap-a-roo** before work. Went I realized I wasn’t going to be able to get back to sleep a mist the loud brother and barking dogs*** I got up a decided I was going to make my lazy ass go to the gym.

I am on a health kick again (still out of fear of becoming a TLC special). I must say, with all the up and downs (and downs again) I didn’t to too horrible last year. I am 30 pounds lighter and definitely feel a lot better. I think what kills me though is I know I could have done better. I have been trying new workouts to spice things up if you will. One of these said workouts requires running on the treadmill. I don’t run, especially at the gym, due to the fact that my boobs hit me in the face and I get the looks from people who look the cast of The Jersey Shore , no know likes being that girl. I drummed up all the courage I could today though and went for it. It wasn’t horrible, not good, but not horrible. I am a little proud of myself. Now if I could only stay away from the M&M’s sitting on the desk at work, shoot.


*there are of course exceptions to this.
** Nap
*** have I mentioned lately how much I HATE living at home?