Bigger & Better Things

Last night (er this morning, rather) was my last shift at my work. I quit because the night shift schedule was killing me and no sleep was making me miserable. I found an agency that already has a case for me. It's a major cut in pay than I'm used to, but maybe I can get my life back. 

I'm scared. I know I can do it, but it's new. I'm still interviewing at other places for permanent employment and better pay, but at least I'm not scheduled for night shift. I had an interview for a State job, I will know by May 30 if I got it. In the meantime, I continue with my plan at the agency. I have another interview for another agency but for a Federal job. Maybe I'll get that one for better pay. I can't seem to land an interview at any of the major hospitals though. You have to be personal with an employee to get in. That really sucks.

Anyway, at work I didn't think I'd get emotional until one of the orniest resident said to me "you're always so nice". This lady has never uttered any kind words before. And so my heart grew. I'm going to miss my residents. I've met so many interesting ones. I've learned something from every one of them... And I'm sure I'll continue to learn elsewhere...

Career Decision

I have a big decision to make after tonight's "interview." It's actually a "meet and greet" with the family I'll be working with. Maybe they won't like me and my decision will be made for me. I just know that I cannot go on doing night shift where I am now. I've applied everywhere. The good-paying hospitals won't even give you a second look if you don't have an inside connection. It sucks. I feel stuck. Everywhere else is hiring night shift. I'd do it but not as part of a regular schedule. I miss my weekends with my kids. I miss sleep. I miss friends. I miss life....

Say what?

Wow! I saw the app on my phone. I really haven't blogged since summer? Since my break-up with Mr Bootycall.

Reading back, man, my social life is pathetic. Haha. Boring as Hell so really, there wasn't much to write. I'm still picky as Hell. I still work fucked hours and exhausted from it...

I would have to say the only interesting points would have to be when I did begin having a texting buddy then I broke it off. My personal conclusion? I was starting to get attracted to him....

Next I had another from a social site.  Funny, hides in his sarcasm, did not flirt. Then I left that social site for the same reason...

Yes. Run away instead of dealing with the inevitable...

And so I begin blog 2014...

What does this year hold???

Hmmmm........