Is it Monday all over?

Week 3 of the Second Shift

Adjusting to the hours of the second shift has not been too much of a problem. While I'm not really getting enough sleep, I am doing OK with that part of the transition. It has some perks, like the fact I don't really need to set my alarm clock often & sleeping until 9:30 am is an acceptable practice.

So, what's the problem? Grown ups who refuse to work with other grown ups & grown ups who refuse to work where they are needed because they don't like that piece of equipment or whatever. Grown ups who get belligerent with me for asking them to (are you sitting down?) DO THEIR JOB!

HELLO?

Am I some sort of freak that thinks when you get to do a job you should do it?

Goddess speed

Olive Ruth Leona Boner Murter, age 82, died on Monday, August 15, 2005

Following a feeling I've had for some time now, I did some research online to confirm this news. Ruth, as I knew her, was Jim's mother & a source of strength for me when I needed to talk with someone who suffered the lost of Jim in a way no one could comprehend.

Jim had her eyes, something that I noticed immediately when she & I met at Jim's grave site a year after he died. Despite her grief, the brightness in her eyes was the same as Jim's. It was so remarkable. She told me then that she (& Jim) had Indian blood in their ancestry; in return, I told her the story of the bear that Jim had seen killed on the side of the road & how fascinated he was with it.

Thank you, Ruth. You made me feel that my feelings mattered. Your stories of Jim helped fill some gaps for me. You believed me when I told you things you believed impossible.

Goddess speed