I can’t wait till every morning is comfortable. On days I don’t work, mornings are great, I’m relaxed and cheerful, and excited. The days I have to work the night shift morning are filled with apprehension, concern, and resignation. I know that Sunday morning starts this cycle. It’s one of the few work mornings that I wake up relaxed but quickly realize the reality of the long day and night ahead.

Maintaining this dual lifestyle no longer works for me. It might work part-time, but full-time puts too much strain on the body and mind. The limit to the madness has been reached. Come hell or high water it’s coming in months this strain will be over.

I never did sleep well during the day and the normal activities of people can wake you easily. And starting each week off by being awake from 6 am Sunday to 7 am Monday is a trick I don’t need to be pulling.

Then the nocturnal schedule for a few more days and then flip back to a normal daytime one like the rest of the family and friends. Well, it’s time to make the best of it again for another week.

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Random Thoughts of the Day

• Few are feeling better than a grandchild running into your arms.
• Determination adds strength.
• Relationships that can handle change have a leg up.
• I feel like swimming.