Archery.
Dentist appointments.
Eye exams.
Oh – and I quit my job.
I celebrated my birthday by quitting my job. It made me so sad. It was such a nice hospital and I loved being with patients again.
But 12-hour nights were killing me.
Specifically – it was destroying my homeschool.
In order to work a 12 hour school night, I was needing to wrap up school by noon, make lunch, and get to bed for a nap by 1:30 or so, so I could be up by 4:30 or so, get dinner underway, and leave for work by 6PM.
Then, the next morning, I drove home like a zombie and slept until noon or so. And then tried to do a full day of school on fumes.
And still do all the things we are supposed to do – drive kids to classes, activities, and the like.
I gave a month’s notice, and grieved having to exit after they poured a lot into me.
My boss reached out. She thanked me for giving it a whirl, and suggested we talk about me staying on in some 8 hour shifts. THAT would be a blessing. We shall see what happens. I am very hopeful we can work something out.