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I've gotten spoiled
We're very short-staffed at work, so rather than working my "normal" 9-5 these past couple of weeks I've been back on shift, with few breaks because I don't have a normal schedule. I have to say, I did NOT miss working shifts, and going back to twelve hours at a stretch combined with night shifts has been super rough on my body. I am absolutely knackered.
We're all running on fumes at the office these days. We have three people on long-term sick leave on top of the vacant positions, and right now we're functioning at about a 35% level of staffing (8 people working out of a possible maximum of 24). It's not great, and we're all working a lot of overtime to compensate for it all.
I got used to working eight hours a day and sleeping at night over the past year and change, and transitioning back is proving a lot harder than I thought. I just don't appear to be as resilient as I once was. I had plans to immediately start on some self-improvement goals last week (in order to not fool myself into waiting for the New Year), but I've barely been able to manage sleeping, getting to work, and keeping the dogs more or less corralled. I'm going to have to figure out a way to conjure energy and motivation out of thin air if I want to accomplish anything, is the conclusion I'm coming to--either that or give up on my goals right off the bat, and I'm not quite willing to do that just yet. I want to end 2022 in better shape (metaphorically and literally) than I started, and that means figuring out a way to make it all work. Just how I will do that remains to be seen.
I have to go back to bed now, and I will drag myself out of bed tomorrow so I can get the garbage and recycling out before pick-up time, and then bring the dogs to daycare. I have grocery shopping to do, as well as plans for cooking before I go for another overtime shift at work tomorrow night, and somewhere in there I'd like to have a nap before work so I'm not completely fried.
Good night, friends. Catch you soon!
We're all running on fumes at the office these days. We have three people on long-term sick leave on top of the vacant positions, and right now we're functioning at about a 35% level of staffing (8 people working out of a possible maximum of 24). It's not great, and we're all working a lot of overtime to compensate for it all.
I got used to working eight hours a day and sleeping at night over the past year and change, and transitioning back is proving a lot harder than I thought. I just don't appear to be as resilient as I once was. I had plans to immediately start on some self-improvement goals last week (in order to not fool myself into waiting for the New Year), but I've barely been able to manage sleeping, getting to work, and keeping the dogs more or less corralled. I'm going to have to figure out a way to conjure energy and motivation out of thin air if I want to accomplish anything, is the conclusion I'm coming to--either that or give up on my goals right off the bat, and I'm not quite willing to do that just yet. I want to end 2022 in better shape (metaphorically and literally) than I started, and that means figuring out a way to make it all work. Just how I will do that remains to be seen.
I have to go back to bed now, and I will drag myself out of bed tomorrow so I can get the garbage and recycling out before pick-up time, and then bring the dogs to daycare. I have grocery shopping to do, as well as plans for cooking before I go for another overtime shift at work tomorrow night, and somewhere in there I'd like to have a nap before work so I'm not completely fried.
Good night, friends. Catch you soon!