Every day at work I think about the things I want to do when I get home. Every night when I get home I'm too tired to do any of it. I don't even blog because, when I finally get to the computer I can barely keep my eyes open.
After our classroom training we started "transition." That means we take live calls with a lot of "back up" (a lot of people to help us). We also changed from a 7 a.m.-3.45 p.m. schedule to a 11:30 a.m. to 8:15 p.m. schedule. When I get home it's getting dark. I know that's why I'm too tired to do anything - because the sun has gone down. My internal clock says it's time to sleep. Whereas when I was getting home during daylight, my internal clock knew it was not time to sleep. So I could do the things I'd planned to do.
I won't get up early to do anything. I'm not a morning person - never have been - and I still suffer from chronic fatigue. Getting out of bed is still the hardest thing I do every day.
Speaking of work, it's getting better. At first taking live calls caused tremendous fear. It's been a week now, and while I still procrastinate pushing the "Auto In" button on the phone, I'm getting better at dealing with the customers' issues, and I'm not as fearful. (The "Auto In" button is the one that allows calls in the queue to be sent to me.) Still, I'd rather be comfortably rich.
I ate at Burger King tonight. I like Burger King. There isn't one nearby, and I haven't eaten at Burger King in years, but there's one in the city where I now work. So after work I stopped in and bought a Whopper®. It was good, but it could have been better! Next time I think I'll get one of the new sirloin burgers.
I've had a terrible fly problem in my house. I think it's because I feed a stray cat on my front porch, and flies are attracted to the food, and when I open the front door a fly or two will fly in. I had three flying around me and my computer a few minutes ago. I turned off all the lights except in the bathroom. Once I counted three flies in the bathroom, I sprayed insect killer and closed the door. I hope PeTA doesn't find out. I support PeTA, but when they make a big deal out of killing flies, well, . . . . I kill mosquitoes and roaches, too. I wish I didn't have to, but they're nasty, disease-carrying things. Perhaps my spiders will redeem me. I have spiders in several webs in my house. They're not in inconvenient locations, and they help keep the flying insects in check, so I let them be. Yeah, that contributes to my being a lousy housekeeper. But I haven't heard any complaints from the dogs and cats I share the house with.
Going to bed now. G'nite.