Thursday, 28 August, 1997 08:47

I got up pretty early today, after getting to bed early last night. Stumbled to the kitchen to make coffee. Coffee. MMM. Good. False Energy. Need chocolate for Real Energy. No chocolate in house, I'll make do with cookies, I guess.

Thanx to Margaret Ann, a nurse friend I formerly worked with at Med Assist, I found that I had added an extra blank in my backwards links on the journal entries; this has now been fixed. You can navigate freely and properly now, at least until the next time I fuck up.

Lots of stuff to get done today: the wedding (Andy and Karla) is Saturday and we will have a houseful of guests, so nothing is allowed to be the way it normally is: everything must be clean and in order. This is a royal pain; it means work for Tyler and I all day long and probably into the night. No fishing today, but we might get out some tomorrow.

I found out last night that I will be working at the hospital on both Sunday and Monday nights. I will then be off on Tuesday, and start my regular rotation on Wednesday. The overtime pay will be nice, though. I will get OT for Sunday night (the holiday) and OT for the two nights at the end of the week, so I'll be getting paid for 3 1/2 extra days while only working two. The Monday night extra is voluntary: the supervisor called last night in response to a note that I had written to her saying that I noticed that Monday night wasn't covered on the schedule. I volunteered to do Monday too, since my schedule was screwed up anyway...

I only hope that the next rotation is not like the last one... I want to be able to survive it!

More later....(I know... I keep saying this, and it doesn't happen... O'well...)

A promise fulfilled...

Nothing of interest has happened since the last entry. Or, rather, a lot has happened, but I was asleep while it was happening... I went back to bed for a "short nap" after putting up this morning's entry. I slept until 15:45. When I got up, I found Lisa here, working away on cleaning the house. She had almost finished with the kitchen, and there were all kinds of disgusting things sitting around in tupperware bowls; there was an alarming array of not only green but also pink and red mold growing in the bowls. Kinda pretty if you didn't know that it started off as something edible...

So, my work schedule has been accelerated. An aditional eight hours of sleep didn't fit in there at all. Tyler is busy outside right now, and I will soon join him. We will begin by staining the deck, then start building stuff. It is 95F outside right now, so I am not going to be moving very fast, but I will be moving.

My brother Dan sent me this email after reading Wednesday's entry:

I am sorry to hear about the smoking thing. I AM a nonsmoker and I agree with you one hundred percent. It's a righteousness thing. This is the Victorian age, all over again, only the sins are different. Homosexuality is okay but smoking isn't. Skydiving and rock-climbing is great, but chewing tobacco is a frowned-upon way to kill yourself.

My personal theory is that a lot of people, like my brother, and almost myself, end up killing themselves with cigarettes because to quit would be to give in to the self-righteous sons of bitches.

And Douglas, that is sad indeed.

I've also received mail from several other people along the same lines, thanx for your thoughts!

Well, to work, and perhaps to accomplish something....

I couldn't make a connection with my ISP, so I thought that I'd go ahead and write some more...

And we accomplished quite a lot in the last few hours. We got the front deck stained, and got one of the swings sanded and stained. We couldn't get the other one disassembled, though, and gave up on it for today. WD40-ed the nuts, maybe it'll work better tomorrow.

Another full day tomorrow... probably no fishing then, either. Once we get the front benches and railing built, we'll move on to the back deck and start washing and cleaning it. When that's done, we'll apply a sealer-finish to everything, assuming that it's all dry enough. Then we'll rest and maybe go fishing.

While I was working outside, I got a call from my buddy Doug. He told me that the department director, a very unpopular lady, had resigned today. This is good news, and a sign that things will be looking up in the department. Things certainly couldn't get any worse!