At Work, At The Store, At Home

Today was crazy....

like most my days that I go to work....but no one spit on me.... hit me or cussed me out

like Wednesday. I did get told thank you a lot and that always helps- and it was a bonus shift and those are always nice but it was a morning shift and those are always crazy. But as crazy as things get it's always worth it to help people...even if they are out of their minds half the time :)

At the store....

I felt like getting ice cream...and pickles.

No reason just wanted those two things. I already have a reputation in our little store- now to add to it I buy crazy food items :)

So the cashier looks at my food and asks: "Are we pregnant?"

I had to laugh- and sadly tell her no....I think...I will let you know in a few wks.

At home....finally home.

Clean, clean, run 2 miles as fast as I can before the rain comes, shower, nap, take my hubby lunch- LUNCH DATE! Back home, sigh, time to write and relax.

Hope you all have a wonderful weekend!

God be with you-

Scrubs

The past 3 weeks I've been working at the hospital.

Our hospital is small, one side is long term care and the other...well.. the hospital side.

Well I might as well tell you what I really hate before I go all super positive about the job:

I HATE complaining coworkers.....yep...I'd say that's the worst thing.

I love the feeling I get when I go home. I love when we have a lot of visitors at dinner.

It makes me glad most of our residents have a loving family that comes and visits them.

I love being in the ER and making someone that is in a lot of pain laugh for a second.

I love watching someone get stitches...yeah weird...but it's interesting.

I love pretty much all the nurses and so far I have one Dr that is my favorite. She was a fire fighter, ambulance driver, CNA, and nurse before she became a Doctor...and she is going to have a baby :) so I think she is pretty cool.

I love being told thank you over and over again.

I love being around people.

Now my boss also would like me to work in medical records when needed.

The medical record room is small but organized.

I love organized.

I love my husband- he's happy for me.

I don't think this is my calling forever and dream job....but it is a step towards it.

My dream job is being a wife....well I already am one of those...and a mother.

God is really showing me to be thankful, joyful when others are not,

and to be willing to learn new things.

This job is just a growing step.

Experience is priceless.