Got some good sleep yesterday, but not enough, and got some good news this morning. The in-between times were problematic, however.
The alarm clock woke me up... a bad sign, I almost always get up before the alarm goes off, even if by just a few minutes. Alarms are generally a bad way for me to start the day... it means that I haven't slept enough.
Work was OK, except that there was a lot of it... I believe that I did eleven CT scans last night, along with all of the other miscellaneous stuff.
I hung around after work to talk to my supervisor. She told me that I definitely have the CT job, and they're going to try to get me there as soon as possible. They've been thinking about a temp tech for that position, and there are a coupla other candidates in-town that might consider it. But I've still got a few rotations left, probably.
I'm starting to get excited. Some more good things about working days, and one that I just though of this morning that will probably make the others possible... I think that most of my depression is due to working nights. And the depression, of course, leads to complacency, which I like to think is the problem rather than laziness.
Maybe I'll acquire the ability to quit smoking... more willpower. Maybe I'll start caring more about my appearance... but I really doubt that. What you see is what you get. Probably I'll start eating better, and probably Karen and I will start walking or exercising together. I keep thinking of more stuff all of the time.
Right now, though, it's 09:30, and all that I'm thinking about is getting to sleep, so that's what I'm a-gonna do!