The journey of my life takes another turn...

My seasonal job is over.  After 8 days.  Over.

They told me when I was hired that the work would be 4 to 6 weeks.  That was wonderful - just long enough for me to earn enough money to take care of some problems that came up after I lost my job so suddenly in early in January.

So, here it is 8 days later and the job is over.  I had to turn in my badge when I was sent home at 3:30 this morning, so it. is. over.  I am just not sure how I feel about this.

Physically, the job was killing me.  My feet, ankles and hands are swollen to the point of the skin breaking open.  I gained weight. My sleep and sleep patterns are in the toilet.  My sugar - which I did have under decent control - is now up over 200 again.  I have paper cuts all over my hands, too.
Monetarily, it will help make things right, but not it isn't enough.  I expected a month!

I am happy that I won't have to drive downtown anymore - it was a very long drive.  36 miles one way, in fact. And then I had to drive home directly into the sun.  Didn't help in the headache department...
I am happy that I can get back to sleeping with my husband, even though my sleep habits aren't the greatest in the world.
I am happy that I could do this little bit to help out in the situation that my losing my job helped create.
I am happy that I was still 'hire-able' at 54.
I am happy that I was able to do a good job (I keep telling myself that I did such an awesome job that the facility got through the work a lot quicker than usual. LOL).

I suppose I am very happy that I can now be 'retired' again and can work up different ways to get us out of the hole we are in.  May having 5 paydays will help tremendously, and I have already made up plans for each of those paydays. I know, I know.  Wanna make God laugh - make some plans!  But I made plans for the monies I would earn, and now that is gone. What else ya gonna do?

I must accept the things that happened, and know that they happened for a reason.  Doesn't mean I like it, just means I accept it.  Life is quite the journey.

This "last" month is a very rough journey

When I embarked on this month-long journey, I was kinda looking forward to it.  Looking forward to having a job again, feeling as if I were pulling my weight in this fight we call life, looking forward to having something to do every day.  Looking forward to being able to work this "last month" before we start on the no money way of life losing a job creates.

Well.

Now, I think "What the hell was I thinking?!"  I am sore and tired and grumpy from lack of sleep.  I CAN DO ANYTHING FOR ONE MONTH was my thinking last week.  HA!!  It hasn't even been I week, and here I am second-guessing myself already.

It's not the work.  The work itself is not hard.  I sit in a chair and open mail, and sort what comes out of the envelopes.  It's the not seeing Ron or the rest of my family, it's the upside-down way of life that 3rd shift demands, it's not having any kind of life outside of working or sleeping, it's driving over 35 miles ONE WAY just to "do my share," it's the worry about my health that has started (I have a bump on my leg - not sure if it is a varicose vein, or if my legs are swelling from sitting so much) and so on and so on and so on.  It's the not knowing about the money - I have to record what I make for unemployment, but I haven't received any of said money yet (I will get a two-day paycheck tomorrow) - and how is this gonna mess up my unemployment? thoughts.  I am hoping that, since this is a seasonal job, I can pick right back up where I was.  But, I'm sure it really won't be that easy.

One month - 30 days.  I really can do this.  I can do anything for one month!!

6 down, 24 to go.  And I will probably have to work each and every one of them. Sigh.

Working again

I have survived starting this job - a third shift job - and I feel good about myself right now!

I called the 'hotline' and I am off tonight! Hooray!  I fully expected to NOT have a day off for at least a week, and that I would possibly be called in to work on that night.  I am so relieved!!  I am planning - note: planning - to actually sleep tonight, then get up tomorrow and do the running that I couldn't do on Saturday, then take a nap so I will last the night at work again.  We'll see how it turns out.

While I am doing this seasonal job, I would like to apologize to people in advance if it seems I am ignoring you, because I am not.  I am just working third shift, thus not having much of a life during the day.  I will be spending time with Ron in the evenings - IF I don't go in to work early - so may not be paying a lot of attention to the outside world.  I will try to still get on the computer every day, but may not, depending on circumstances.

Hopefully, I will only have to do this for a month, perhaps six weeks, and then life can get back to 'normal' and all will be well.

Nothing like finding out you are RELATED to your husband!!

YUCK.

But, then - whew - finding out that it is three (3) generations back, and on the non-blood line.  I think I can live with that.  Seeing that we've been married for 36 years, come May 14th, I guess I better be ok with it!

Anyway, it turns out that my husband's grandmother is one of my great-aunt's husband's sister.  How weird is that?

HIS LINE                                                 MY LINE
Him                                                            Me
Dad (biological)                                          Mother
Mildred Potrafke is Grandma                      Grandfather (his half sister married Edward Potrafke, who
                                                                         is Mildred's brother)


F R E A K Y !!!!!  Totally freaky!!

Our strange Wednesday

Today was probably one of the most ~interesting~ days I have had for a while.

First of all, I stayed up til 4am last night so I could get used to being up all night.  You know, preparing for working third shift.  So, I figured I would sleep until 1 or 2, then could do so again tonight.  Well, of course it didn't happen that way.  I still got up at 10am!!  Figuring that I would just take a nap later, I got up.  AND - Ron was home!  He was supposed to be off tomorrow (Thursday) so he could work Saturday, but something got screwed up and they sent him home early today instead.  He was working on 'detailing' my car, and I just let him.
Soon, he called me out to the garage for some help.  He had backed my car into the garage, put down the back seats, laid out the Bengals blanket, and <<blush>> success!  Car initiated!  LOL

Then, we decided to go out to lunch.  So he loaded his dad's old bike into the back of the truck and off we went.  We stopped a couple of places to see if anyone would like to buy that bike, but no luck.  It was recommended to us to post it on Craigslist for more exposure.

After lunch at Bob Evans, after going into WalMart for a couple things, I took a couple pictures of the bike - one of each side - and then experienced setting up our Craigslist account and posting the bike for sale.  Whew!

He went outside to mow and piddle around in the garage, and I stayed in the house and did laundry and stuff (just like I do every day).  I never did get a nap.  I just could NOT fall asleep.  My eyes are burning like it's midnight, but no sleep yet.  So, I guess, I will go to bed at 9 and hopefully, wake up early tomorrow so I can get a nap tomorrow afternoon so I can stay up all night Thursday night, cause Friday night will be here before I know it.

We are just watching NCIS reruns tonight.  Nothing else good is on, and we are satisfied with watching these.

Just a nice, relaxing strange day!!!  I am hoping to get back to 'routine' tomorrow!!

The FIRST blog

I know that I am probably WAY in the minority here, but I am sick of all the news following this happening in Boston.  By that, I mean, EVERY local channel, EVERY network news, EVERY minute (it seems) following this, was consumed by this story.  Why?

True, it is a tragedy.  It is a tragedy the way it happened, when it happened, and how it happened.  But - sorry, news folks, I do not need to hear constantly what is going on in the aftermath.  Same story, different people, over and over.

But - every tornado that strikes is also a tragedy for the area it happens in.  MANY more people are killed, and, sometimes, most of a single community.  When a tornado strikes, though, it gets on the news - the local news - for maybe a five minute story every night for a week, then at the 6-month anniversary (maybe), then at the year anniversary (maybe).  The network news doesn't even figure into it unless it is a major city.

But because there is a chance - a minute chance - that this could be, in some way or another, some kind of 'terrorist' attack, it is everywhere, constantly.

I say 'let the cleanup start and the experts do their jobs, and when they can tell us something CONCLUSIVE, then let the news start shoving that down our throats, not the re-telling of the same story in different versions by different people at different places and the mind-blowing chaos of an aftermath of any kind of explosion.'  Firemen, policemen, and civilians running around, each in the intensity of their own jobs or confusion, tells me absolutely nothing of the HOWs and WHYs, which is the information I need to continue looking after the safety of my own family.

Starting new blogs

Well, I actually wrote a blog today, but I have no idea where it went.  I published it, but don't know where I published it TO.  I want to post them on my Facebook, but can't figure that one out.  It says 'share with Google+' and that's my only choice.

If anyone can help me, that would be super great.