some days at work i just feel it

wish i had more to blog about lately than work...

On top of recently loosing my sunglasses and both my Buffalo Zoo and (e:strip) bumpber magnets, i have now, after searching everywhere and even calling Weggies to see if some nice soul turned it in, lost my orange blue tooth. Bummed. Hubs and i searched the usual places i would have it in the house and i just vacuumed out my car... we think my Sunday trip to Weggies is how i lost it. *sigh*

Happy Valentine's Day, (e:peeps). I wish you all could find the kind of love that i am fortunate enough to have in my life. Simple & uncomplicated, trustworth and solid, yet full of passion and life and verve. I adore the fact that no one else really gets us, 'cause we get us and that's all that matters.

Happy Day, y'all, whether you chose to celebrate it cynically, romanticly or indifferently. Just celebrate it.

I am getting texts from coworkers about the craziness of my job. NOW i totally understand why i got what i called the "26-2 face" of shock and horror during my training last summer. I may need to practice my SCIP-R on friends and family before i go into work this weekend.

I just coloured another bright red stripe in my hair. I am too lazy to do my whole head these days, so i have just been doing a big section at the front. I told myself when i loose a certain amount of weight, i will go get myself Goldwell Elumen-ated.

In bad news, i accepted an overtime shift without looking at my datebook closely enough and i now cannot go to my friend, Kirsten's baby shower. She is due in March and found out recently that she will be having a girl. She's very happy about that. We have plans to eat Mexican together tomorrow for dinner... yum....

It is bad enough they have one of the world's worst tv ads.

I get off work at 11pm. Last evening's shift was a hellish one full of SKIP-R, calls to nurses, emergencies and drama. Full moon fever. I went to Tim Horton's with co-workers to blow off a bit of steam and got home at 1.30am. I went to bed at 2.30am, probably fell asleep by 3am.

This morning at 7.45am, the Stanley Steamer truck struggled to back into the neighbour's driveway. A driveway that is one of those ilegal pads that uses our sidewalk ramp bits and half the time one end of a bigger vehicle blocks our way out. So it can be difficult to get in and out of. Which means the beep beep beep of a vehicle backing up was right outside my bedroom door.

Then, the humming of the vacuums started. And i am cranky. And i hate Stanley Steamer. And i think my neighbour's are assholes. But i thought that before they hired Stanley Steamer.

Work is goint o be peachy tonight.

Oh, and i was supposed to work a double last night. My usual 3pm - 11pm shift follwed immedicately by the 11pm - 7am shift. But, i traded out with someone who wanted nights. Sadly, however, i feel like i didn't get any sleep and worked it anyway.