My how time flies. Things are picking up at the office. The district manager wanted to move me to a busier office because they needed help, but my manager wouldn't hear of it. She traded 2 other preparers to keep me. I'm glad because I don't want to switch offices. However, this means that everybody is picking up more hours to cover the loss. A 40 hour week is nice, but it's stretched over 6 days. Right now I get Saturdays off, but that's subject to change.
The worst thing about picking up more hours is that my home life suffers because of it. I may have been scheduled for 8 hours today, but I worked 11. Add on an hour drive each way and I'm not home much. There is so much that needs done. And my poor husband probably thinks that I don't know who he is. But the madness should only be for another 3 weeks or so. I hope.
In the midst of all this going on a close friend of ours thought that he was losing his dad. The hospital had sent the man to a convalescent home to wait things out, but it really didn't look good. He had pneumonia and it was bad. And then yesterday he woke up and started asking for food and medicine. He seems to have pulled through, but it was intense for a while there.
All of this is shared as an explanation and an apology for the lack of posts lately. Give me a few weeks. I keep being told that in March things will calm down. Join me in praying that it's true.