Disclaimer: This post is sort of all-over-the-place, but I’m tired. I’m running on low energy.
I like my job. Most of the time. Honestly, it’s not that bad–I get most of my reading done while at work. However, I usually work third shift. That’s not the bad part, really. The bad part is that sometimes I work second shift too, so my sleeping schedule gets pretty screwed up.
The other day after work, I came home around 7:30 in the morning, and I didn’t go to bed until around one that afternoon, sleeping until nine that night. I didn’t have to work that night, but I ended up staying awake all night, anyway. Around four in the morning, I attempted sleep because I had to work at three in the afternoon that day. Well, sleep never came. Josh got home from work after seven (he works third shift too), and I attempted sleep again around ten. Again, no sleep. That was Tuesday (though it feels like so long ago). So, I went to work at three, not getting home until sometime after 11:30. (Are all of these times confusing you yet?)
I still didn’t sleep. I stayed up all night/morning to prepare myself for now (working third shift again). That brings us to yesterday. I finally went to bed around nine yesterday morning, after about thirty-six hours of no sleep (I know it’s not that bad, people do it all the time), sleeping for eight hours.
And now here I am. At work. At 3:30 in the morning, eating soup. Exhausted. And I work again tonight (third shift). I figured that after sleeping eight hours, I’d be okay but, well, is it possible for your bones to ache? Because mine do.
This is why I want to go back to school. Not because it will help me now, but because in the future, I’ll be able to work a normal job with normal hours. I’m disappointed with myself for taking this semester off. I’m still considered a “freshman,” so I have a way to go, unfortunately. I am so ready to go back, though. I actually miss school; I miss doing homework. Odd, I know, but true.
I was a decent student in high school, and I even made great grades my first semester in college. But second semester, I got tired of it all and ended up losing my scholarship. Now, I can’t earn it back until I have another good semester in school, but I can’t have another good semester until I can afford to go back. I’m hoping to go back in the spring, but it looks like I may have to wait until next fall.
I want a career, not a job. I want to make a decent living. I want to be able to (help) support my future family. And I wouldn’t mind wearing nice clothes to work, either. Maybe heels. I like heels.
But I have to go to school first… So that’s what I’m aiming for. I just hope it comes sooner rather than later.