Sunday, August 4, 2013

A Strange Dualism, To Be Sure

I constantly joke about how my job is cushy, except when it's not. Some days, like today, it's a weird combination of cushy-yet-asskicking, due to scheduling idiosyncrasies. I worked from 4PM yesterday to 8AM today, and find myself back at work for a 4PM to 8PM half shift because one of the guys in my department had a family obligation. While having to get to work after four and a half hours of sleep is no picnic, now that I'm on the job, it's a pleasure to be here. The grounds are beautiful, the weather is gorgeous.

The first hour on the job, I was able to hang out with the day shift, all of whom I like immensely, and our site visitors, who tend to be a warm, happy bunch. I even ran into one guy who came to the site I was working yesterday at the end of the day, to whom I gave some information about booking visits online- he took my advice and spent the entire day visiting our sites, which pleased me to no end.

I spent a good portion of the remaining time walking the site, concentrating on the hilly sections. I am toying with the idea of walking the length of the Old Croton Aqueduct and want to toughen up the ol' footsies.

Right now, I am full of vim and vigor, but I know I'll be dragging my tailfeathers around when I get home. It's funny, I can go hell-bent for leather for a couple of days, but there's an inevitable crash... I'm not in my twenties anymore, and look back on the days when I could go out all night and be okay for work or volunteering the next day after three hours of sleep with a sigh.

Now, I can take only so much of an asskicking, which makes me appreciate the general cushiness of my situation.

8 comments:

Laura said...

Yikes! Better you than me.
My oldest son Joe had a big stretch about a week ago where he was up for almost 40 hours. He worked 2 shifts and did an all night ride along with a police officer.
He was fine. But, of course he's 20.

Get some rest big guy! :)

((Hugs))
Laura

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

My oldest son Joe had a big stretch about a week ago where he was up for almost 40 hours. He worked 2 shifts and did an all night ride along with a police officer.
He was fine. But, of course he's 20.


You can't keep a MONSTER OF SOCCER!!! down.

Get some rest big guy! :)

I shall!

mikey said...

Meh.

I stayed awake through the '80s and now I have nothing to offer to the awakeness of the night and the following day...

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Time to make like Fred and Ginger and take a long nap.
~

Syrbal/Labrys said...

Boy do I hear you about going hell for leather and then hitting a wall! We went like mad all of Saturday, and then did more run-around errands in Sunday's heat and humidity and then I did fall down.

I picked rose petals in the shade today and washed chard in icy water. That is going to be as hard as it gets for this Monday!

John Gray said...

My shifts are 7 pm to 8 am

I shan't complain again

Aunt Snow said...

I'm glad I don't work at that pace anymore. I remember it well, though.

M. Bouffant said...

Best o' times, worst o' times.