This is week fourteen in the third shift. That’s exactly double the time I was supposed to work nightime.
I honestly have no idea how I’ve survived. I spent that time in bed, eating and whining. And making a short 3rd Shift Sunrises Series on twitter:
I long to see the sun during the day. My birthday was the only (three day) chance for my body to produce it’s own vitamin D in fourteen weeks. I’m almost as pale as I was when I was born. This is NOT RIGHT.
Here’s hoping next week I get to enjoy daylight.