Saturday, December 3, 2011

Second day of a three day stretch of long shifts.  Hate it.  Busy and my Masto-brain crashes big time toward the 10 hour mark.  Beyond that I have significant problems thinking my way out of a wet paper bag, much less successfully accomplishing the ever-increasing paperwork and spreadsheets which are now part of our workload.  Typically I make a mistake which takes me half an hour or so to figure out, just at the end of my shift.  That tacs on more time to the 12 and a quarter I’ve already worked.  The harder I try to work it out, the more my brain screws with me, making more dense the already heavy mental fog.  By the time I leave I’m often close to tears.  The long drive home, which I’m also growing to dislike, does serve as a buffer during which I can listen to a book on tape or music and work a bit of the stress out, though I often still arrive home stretched almost to breaking, emotional and exhausted in mind and body.  Today even more so, as it was spitting freezing rain all the way.