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Sweet Saturday

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I pick titles for the stupidest reasons some days. And today could be one of them. I saw an open bag of mini chocolate chips my better half had used in baking and I started off my day by nibbling on them about 5 minutes after I got out of bed. Yeah I know, not the breakfast of champions. But its kind of how my life goes. I have no meals that traditionally people call breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Photo by Mike Hartley

With shift work it kind of depends on the day of the week. Because the hours kept each day are so different. Like today I was up by 8am. Other days of the week I’m going to bed at 8am. The only way to survive this kind of madness is don’t think of it like madness but to each day in itself. A meal is a meal. I can eat pizza or a steak for breakfast just as easily as I can have a bowl of Cheerios for dinner.

There are days of the week I’m having what my wife calls dinner and to her it is the last meal of the day. To me its breakfast. I don’t care, we usually eat dinner type meals. I enjoy the hell out of it because she is a wonderful cook. Sometimes I cook but she does the bulk.

I can also sleep at any time of day or night. I can enjoy night or day and the beauty each provides. I think sometimes my friends and family have more trouble keeping up with my changes than I do at times. And then there are times I’m asking what day it is, myself. I’ve read a lot of negative things about older people doing late shifts, overnight or mid shifts. I try to stay healthy in mind at least. Physically I need to better.

I think it’s an area I’ll delve into a bit deeper this year. I’m sure a lot of people do it because I see a lot of nocturnal creatures stirring at night also. It has great benefits and great drawbacks. So just like any other job why not try to maximize the good and minimize the bad.

If I’m going to do it, I had better be smart about it. Mentally I think I’ve made a ton of adjustments. I’ve been concentrating on getting 5-6 good hours of sleep a day. Might not seem like much to some but for me its pretty good to maintain that. I’m trying to eat wiser. Notice I didn’t say less. Starting off with smart snacks. More nuts and fruits.

I’m going into each week without dread and breaking it down into smaller chunks. I’m trying to mix some pleasure during the week instead of just work. I’m planning better and I’ve noticed my follow through on work for myself, seems to be improving. I’m trying on several fronts to make it better. I hope to get an answer on a very important piece soon.

Would have been nice to end the day like this on the water with the sun getting lower in the afternoon instead of those snow showers I saw falling. I had to go find a picture like this because my friends and I started to discuss the spring Rockfish season and a date to go out. Well first it would be wise to check with our charter captain I guess. I’ll have to put that on the agenda tomorrow as inspiration after I finish shoveling the driveway.

Maybe this spring
Photo by Mike Hartley

Random Thoughts of the Day

I’ve spent too much of my random thought time today, gritting my teeth with back pain. Kind of breaks the pleasant trains of thought.

Participate in something. Its catching.

I did feel great today, when I heard my Son in-law offered to help me install a new kitchen faucet. I also felt great talking to my Son on the phone and discussing our favorite topics and teams.

I have a good friend with a very sick habit when he clears his driveway with his snow-blower. Lets just say he adds incentive points along the way. I’ve got to get a picture of this someday.

The day started off great basking in the Maryland Terps victory over Indiana. And its ending great as I watch the snowflakes fall. I think I’ll step outside and enjoy that special kind of quiet that a snowstorms bring. The only sound is the gentle snowflakes hitting the trees or ground. It’s almost like that last foot or two of a wave as it slowly sinks into the sand on the beach.

Everybody’s day starts and ends at the same time. And everybody’s day starts and ends at a different time also.

Author: Mike Hartley

With a lifetime and a half in the Newspaper industry I'm preparing for my retirement career as an Artist, Writer, Photographer and Video content provider. I'm a proud father of two wonderful children and I'm still married to the first girl I fell in love with and probably only one that would have me.

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