Blech, whatever....

The insomnia I suffered from over the weekend finally caught up with me---Tuesday I woke up and it was 12:30 PM. Usually I'm conscious about 2 hours earlier (not unreasonable in light of working second shift), but this morning, I kept rolling over and nodding back off.

I didn't even check my e-mail, just got dressed and headed south before I could get side-tracked.

Today, I go in an hour later than usual (and get out an hour later, oh joy!) and am off Thursday. Next week, we're training for a new partner, *deathglare* meaning I have to go in an hour early on Tuesday. We have two new partners debuting within the month, and I'm sure I'll figure out snide nicknames for them in due course.

I still need someone to mow my freaking lawn---my court date is next week. I'd cuss, but---! Why bother? As the saying goes, you can't fight city hall.

Blech, whatever....

The insomnia I suffered from over the weekend finally caught up with me---Tuesday I woke up and it was 12:30 PM. Usually I'm conscious about 2 hours earlier (not unreasonable in light of working second shift), but this morning, I kept rolling over and nodding back off.

I didn't even check my e-mail, just got dressed and headed south before I could get side-tracked.

Today, I go in an hour later than usual (and get out an hour later, oh joy!) and am off Thursday. Next week, we're training for a new partner, *deathglare* meaning I have to go in an hour early on Tuesday. We have two new partners debuting within the month, and I'm sure I'll figure out snide nicknames for them in due course.

I still need someone to mow my freaking lawn---my court date is next week. I'd cuss, but---! Why bother? As the saying goes, you can't fight city hall.