(This has absolutely nothing to do with my post, I just think it's hilarious, and I'm going to buy one for myself.)
When I was growing up, one of my mom’s favorite things to say was “be self-governed.” By that I’m assuming she meant “please, for the love of pete, clean up the dishes the way I taught you…including washing the plastic bags.” I have found when you’re an adult the same kind of thing applies…except in this case, I buy my plastic bags at Dollar General so I don’t have to wash them.
Anyway, at my hospital we get to self-schedule. This means that we get to pick any three days in a 7 day period to work. I love it. Except that I have to plan my life 6 weeks in advance. This is hard. I also have to remember that the week starts on Saturday and ends on Friday. This is also hard. I can not, for the life of me, figure out why. In my previous life (see Politico Recovery) I used to schedule major public figures with no problem. It is so much more difficult to do it for yourself. I see now why they liked it so much.
Here’s what happened:
I thought that I set myself up for the standard 3 days. So I picked up an extra shift to make some extra money. I mean, I have rediscovered my love of all things shopping and it’s so much more fun when you have money. Also, Trader Joes came to town. Wow, I love that place. And Charming Charlie’s. And The Legends. And Dean and Deluca’s. And Crate and Barrel. And Costco. I digress.Thinking I would be super clever to pick up an extra shift to make money to support aforementioned shopping preferences, I emailed the powers that be and said I would pick up an extra shift. Then I asked a friend to switch a day with me, so I added another day this week. Then I looked at the schedule and I somehow scheduled myself for 4 days, plus the day I picked up, plus the day I switched, plus getting moved to the 1st day of the new schedule.
All of this equals 7 out of 8 days at the hospital. I mean I’m not complaining about the bank I will make, but it’s a little daunting to think about.
Good thing my previous life prepared me for this. I mean I once worked for 6 straight weeks with no day off, so this stretch is totally tolerable. Right?????
Catch you all on the flip side… (i.e. 8 days from now)
