Holes in the calendar
The only way I can get in a post for today is to complain about why it's so hard to get a post in for today.
Thursdays are my backroom shift in my new position. It's actually kind of a fun shift because I just turn off my brain and do what my little scanner tells me to. There's this machine called the WAV (pronounced 'Wave') that I get to zip around on to reach high places and there's another machine that's like a pallet jack and a forklift combo for manhandling pallets of product into out of reach bulk shelves. I also have to haul around boxes full of merchandise and lug wooden pallets into position for the morning's truck. It's a little like a paid workout.
The big problem is the shift time. It's a closing shift that runs from 12:30pm to 9pm and it becomes the only thing I do on Thursdays. I'm pretty tired by this time in the week and if I don't set an alarm I sleep almost up until the time I need to get ready for work. Then I work and by the time I'm home I only have enough time to wind down before I really should be getting to bed for tomorrow morning's shift.
Bedtime should have been about the time I left the store but here I am, fighting to make September 30th mean something in the end.

