holy eff, it's march.
i worked last night, and all in all i can't complain. for the number of patients that were seen in emerg, i had it pretty easy in xray. i worked an hour and a quarter of overtime, then they called me back in 45 minutes later for another hour. i'm not really complaining, because the money's great and i wasn't really tired, going in. i hate when they wake me out of a dead sleep at say, 4 am, but this was overtime till 12:30 then called back at 1:15 and home again at 2:30. i hadn't even washed my face or brushed my teeth yet when they called me in. i was just about to get ready for bed, so i suppose they called at the perfect time. now my only decision is whether i want that money [5.25 hours at time and a half] paid out now [to put away to pay for our hotel and dinner in winnipeg the night before we fly out] or banked [to take as a paid day off at a time of my choosing]. i have until tonight to decide, because my boss will be entering payroll in the morning.
i broke my toilet yesterday. ugh. it should be a pretty easy fix, and it's still useable. it's just frustrating. i finally get my washer back in working order and the next day i bust the toilet. eff.
i can't wait to have tomorrow off. and josh'll be sleeping at his house and working early tomorrow morning, which means the whole day is ange-time. goals include some laundry, fixing the toilet if it doesn't get done today, and preparing my taxes. oh! also cleaning and photographing the guest room/office to complete kayla's virtual tour of my house. |
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shit i have to do my taxes!