I thought that when I was done with class, my life would calm down a little bit. On the one hand, it has since I don’t have to worry about studying anymore, but the time that was spent studying and in class will now be spent at the hospital. I hoped my preceptor would work all 12 hour shifts so I could do two twelves at the hospital and then work one or two twelves to make money. Averaging 36 – 48 hours a week, plus 8 weeks of class.
As it turns out, this is not going to be how it works out since my preceptor works two 12s and two 8s every week.
As it stands, in the next three weeks, I will do 3 twelves and 4 eights for school and 4 twelves at work. That’s 116 hours in the hospital. In three weeks. Plus 24 hours of class. Which is 140 hours in three weeks, averaging 46 hours a week. Which sucks. I was going to try to work 12 hours on Saturdays and Sundays, but I don’t think I’m going to be able to pull it off because I’ll go insane and I may need to do some Saturday shifts for school to get all my hours in. We have to average 24 hours a week to fit all our hours in before graduation, and I’m 4 hours behind because I’m leaving early one day to go to the Clarks concert with Nikki. (Not that I’m complaining, Nikki, I’m pumped. IUP here we come, WATCH OUT, BITCHES!)
My days off are randomly thrown in between thes shifts, which means I really can’t go out much since I usually have to wake up the morning after at 6 am. But I am off for one three day stretch in the next three weeks, which will be nice.
After sitting around for three days and only accomplishing laundry, cleaning my room a little, and doing the dishes, I sat here yesterday wishing I was busy, and here it is. I’m going to be insanely busy. But I’m excited about it, more so than I thought I’d be. As soon as this gets rolling, it’ll start to go fast, and the faster it goes, the sooner it will be over.
I start tomorrow at 7 am. Then drinks with Jess somewhere since I don’t go in on Thursday until 3.
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