I walked to our neighborhood diner this morning with a former coworker I hadn't seen in forever. She has been working Monday through Friday 8-6 and I've been working every weekend. Finally our schedules meshed and we went out for breakfast. It was really nice and I wonder how long before it is mundane to have the weekends off.
I spent a few hours finishing up my continuing education credits before I renewed my nursing license today. I went to the Y. A organized the bookshelves and gave the girls a tutorial on the proper, neat way to take a book out of the bookshelf and return it to the bookshelf. We took down the Christmas decorations. The girls played outside and came in for hot chocolate. Harry and his cohorts are heading to the Department of Mysteries in The Order of the Phoenix. I texted with a friend. I put away laundry. I made flounder piccata (using tilapia), roasted red potatoes, and asparagus for dinner and everyone ate seconds (and thirds in some cases) enthusiastically. I know next time I make THE EXACT SAME FOOD the girls will eat NOTHING, but I'm enjoying this current situation.
Downton Abbey is starting up again next week and I, along with a million others, am very excited! My only problem is that it's on at 9 pm and I'm an old lady who is asleep by 10 pm now. Oh, and we don't have a DVR. I will have to power through the first episode (two hours long) and then I should be okay. We can always watch it online, of course, but we'd have to be careful of spoilers.
I've never naturally been a morning person. I'm much more likely to stay up late reading a good book, but I like my new schedule. All those years of reading articles that talk about sticking to a sleep schedule - even on the weekends! they advise earnestly - and sighing because how can I do that when I work night shift? Now I can! I wouldn't necessarily choose 10/6 as my times. I think I instinctively lean closer to 12/8, but my wake up time on work days is 5:30 and I don't want to get too far off that. Even when I "sleep in" until 6:15, I still get so many things accomplished by 8 am. It feels good. Who knew that the secret to getting things done in the morning was to go to bed earlier?! Go figure.
My job is going so, so well. There is still a ton to learn, but I've been deemed "able to function independently" and am officially off orientation. I still go around with a low level of anxiety, worried I'll majorly screw something up, but so far so good. My preceptor gave me a bottle of wine to celebrate and a few coworkers took me to a bar after work on my last day of orientation and hazed me into doing a lunch box shot. It was nice. I'm too cheap to be a bar regular, but I'm trying to be political and go out for a drink occasionally.
It's my first day "on my own" on Wednesday. I'm not really on my own, because each procedure room has a team of three, so there's always someone to answer my questions, but still: I'm bringing treats so that if someone is getting annoyed with my questions or if I mess up, I can shove a rice krispie treat into their mouth. "Your ignorance tastes delicious, Linda!" they'll say happily.