Making It Up As I Go Along #339

MONDAY...
— First day training for CPSIC. I don’t sleep great last night, waking several times through the night... but I go okay at work anyway and don’t nap too long tonight... so hopefully the sleep will be better.
— Fall is here... I’m not ready. I generally like Fall but it doesn’t feel like summer was good enough to be over. And knowing winter is close is just frightening right now.

TUESDAY...
— Work is okay. Kind of tiring by the end of the day... all in the trying to learn so much at once. I also still am not sleeping great on day shift.
— Got a new remote control for the TV. The old one has been breaking down and this one lets me use all the buttons again... it’s a nice change.

WEDNESDAY...
— Reasonable day of work. Still learning and went to lunch with Janice, Devin and Leslie for lasagna.
— Walk and some working out after work.

THURSDAY...
— Exhausting day. Spend it all on an online course... even staying late to finish it. Veg out after I get home... enough energy for some supper, a bit of baseball on TV... and Survivor’s 2 hour debut.

FRIDAY...
— Make it through the end of the week. I never fully recovered from yesterday’s exhaustion and am a shell by around 2:00. Sleep for a bit after work and go to a supper/party for the end of the year of the ball team. Home to some TV and sleep again after that.

SATURDAY...
— Most of the day is in hockey pool land. Going to Nick and Melissa’s for our draft... and staying after it’s done for some hanging out and chatting.


Dayshift
Early morning risings
They interrupt my dreams.
And when I wake there in the dark
I’m noisy with the screams.

Surely night cannot be over.
I only just lay down.
But I hear the tunes from CD land
And realization brings a frown.

Perhaps the alarm is on the fritz.
Maybe it came on two hours early.
I double check the night stand clock
Accepting the facts make me quite surly.

I climb up from the bed.
With each move my joints do pop.
It’s their way of begging me.
They wish all efforts to stop.

Never is bed more relaxing
Than when you must get up.
The next sleep I will see
Is on the couch at sup.

Driving towards the civilized.
I want to turn around.
Every one of those morning crew
I want to gag and bound.

Never trust the happy ones
So chipper before the dawn.
They must use witchcraft to be this way.
I wish them please all gone.

Blast and drat I see them there
I wish not to walk in.
If only I didn’t need this job
Then around I’d surely spin.

And back home I’d find myself
In the dawning of the day.
And up to bed I’d march right back
With my sleepy mind cheering hurrah.

This is what I must do.
Early to bed and then awake.
Won’t you please win me the lottery
I beg you for God’s sake.