Shifts Schmifts

I was asked on Monday, if I would change my shift pattern from 2-10's to 6-6 nights. Effectively that means, change from a 40 hour to a 60 hour week. I'm sorry I agreed to do it cos i'm absolutely knackered. I was stuck on the M62 this morning for about an hour, and by the time i got home i was wide awake. So I haven't slept much. I've got to leave at 5 because the traffic will be terrible again. On Monday it took me an hour and a half to travel the 14 ¹/

2

miles to work. a journey of 20 minutes or so, on a normal day. The same thing happened on the way home today. So my 12hour shift could end up being 15 hours, leaving me 9 hours at home. eight of those are spent in bed. the other hour is for everything else. eating, washing, blogging. . . Oh and I'll lose most of Saturday because my body will decide to try and catch up on the lack of sleep and I'll be in bed till about 7pm. Then I'll have to try and adjust my body clock, so It gets into 6-2 shift mode, for Monday. this means a totally sleepless night on Sunday. Dragging myself out of bed on Monday morning, as late as possible. An 8 hour day in work, like a zombie. Then when/if I get home on Monday afternoon. I usually fall asleep in an armchair and wake up about 9 at night, just in time for another sleepless night.

Although the money is great. I think I have aged about 10 years in the past 5. And the sad thing is, I'm not seeing any of the cash as it's all allocated to various loan companies and mortgage vendors. . . Ah well, If I survive another 5 years of this, I'll be debt free and be able to leave my job and live on the wages of a paper round, I'm that used to living on ten quid a week. . .

Anyway gotta get ready for work . . . . See Ya!