Thursday, June 28, 2012

Mid-life crisis, workin' nights, and Lucky Charms

Hello my friends.

Are any of you still out there?  I'm sorry I've not been around in quite some time.  I can't imagine what you have had to occupy your time without new fresh blog posts from the crazy space I call my mind.  Well, you shall wait no more...  Here's a quick peek at what I've been up to...

First, my darling daughter turned 13.  The magic teenage number.  She has entered the years that parents most dread.   Having a teenager made me feel kinda old.  Yea, that's where it all started...

 A week later, I turned 39.  Yup.  My last year before the big 4-0.  I had a bit of a mid-life crisis of sorts and decided it was high time I got a needle poked through the thick cartilage on my face.  Nothing says "Happy 39th Birthday" quite like getting your nose pierced. 

Did it hurt?, you ask.  You do want to know don't you?  Well, I'm going to tell you. 

YES!!  It hurt.  really bad.  I almost passed out when after the first time the stud went bursting through my nose, I heard the words "aww c'mon"  and watched the drawer open for another set of needles to try again a second time.  He did get it all the way through on the second try.  OUCH.   I survived though.  And I staggered walked out to my family who was waiting for me. 

Oh, did I forget to mention that I took hubby and the three children with me to the body piercing/tattoo shop?  Yea, cuz isn't that what everyone does-takes the fam. with them for piercings?  No?  Well, whatever.  We all know I'm not typical anyway. 

SO once I got in the car, my skin was clammy, I was light headed and I threw up.  Yea, I'm that tough.  But I did it, and that's gotta count on the bravery spectrum somewhere right?? 
So now I have a jewel in my nose.  Yup.  And I'm really looking forward to seeing how that is gonna work when I get my first cold.  Don't worry, I'll be sure to let you know.  You can't wait huh?  Maybe I'll even include pictures. ;)




After my birthday was over, I began looking for a job.  Since I had gotten my STNA license I thought it was high time I use it and go look for part time work.  I found a place that had openings on 3rd shift.  I was hoping for 2nd shift, because I can't work 1st with the kiddos to take care of and all, but 2nd shift would be ideal.  3rd was all they had open at the time, and I thought maybe I could do that.  "Sure you can" I told myself.  No problem.  I had it all planned out.  I would work, then come home and stay awake until the afternoon, then sleep until evening on the days I had to work.  Yea, great theory, great plan, poor execution.  More often than not,  I fall asleep and stay asleep for a grand total of 2 hours or so and then I lay there.  And lay there.  And tell myself "If you don't get some sleep, you're going to be exhausted", and then I close my eyes, determined to fall asleep, and...I just. lay. there.   UGH!  Then I brew a pot of coffee, guzzle it down and go to work.

Work.  Ahhh, now that's a blog story for another day...

Back to 3rd shift...The crazy thing about working 3rd shift is that I literally almost never know what day it is.  Seriously.  Even on the days I don't work, I can't figure out what day it is. I'm not quite sure when or what I'm supposed to eat either.  They give us a "lunch" break, but what does one eat at 2am?  When is breakfast,  lunch and supper?  I can't quite figure it out.  Then, when my shift is over and  I drive home, my eyes start seeing things that I'm pretty sure aren't really there.  Working 3rds is  seriously messing with my thought processes (and we all know my thought processes need  no help in the "messing with" dept.). 

I called my sister (a respiratory therapist)  and told her all about it (she's worked 3rds before) I said "I feel like I'm going to die" She said "YUP-that's how it is".  Oh yay. 

I'm so tired, and I feel old.  And so we are back full circle to the "I'm feeling old" thought process that started this whole mid-life crisis-get a hole in your face-change careers-thing in the first place.  Oi to the Vey.  Seriously. 

Maybe if I eat the kids' cereal I'll feel younger.  Yea, that should help.  How can you feel old while eating cereal with fun shaped marshmallows(which, by the way, I can't chew.  They give me chills when they touch my teeth-weird huh). 

SO the big question is, when exactly do I eat these???  I can't remember when I'm supposed to eat breakfast...






Thanks for reading.