Sleep. I should say the lack-there-of.

Sleep has always been an issue for me.  In the past 6 months I have had one crazy mixed up sleeping schedule.  I have been up in the night often followed by days without sleep.

I am not a napper.  I have never been a napper.  I always feel like I am going to miss out on something if I sleep during the day.

It wasn't until Kent and I had Melissa that I realized this pattern.  She always wanted to be where the people are and didn't like to nap.

So, she gets it from me.

This weekend we were at the Glow Retreat, then went right to full time work hours this week.  Last night I was at Glow Youth.  This morning, I didn't think I could get out of bed.  I was pretty loopy this morning.  I looked at the floor and Pippin was missing.

I panicked a little.

Then I remembered he had a sleepover with Bella Seward and the Seward family last night.

Sigh.  I totally forgot.

Kent and I got ready for work and I gave him the low down on Youth last night, he stayed home.  I think he needed to study or something.

So this morning I am on my second cup of coffee, which is unusual for me--when I purchased my coffee, my tummy did a little flip-flop.  It was like I was in the middle of chemo kind of flippy-floppy.

I was a little startled by my reaction, although I have been told that this can happen and not to be too surprised by it.  It wasn't the coffee that triggered it--it was a person.  Someone who works at the Vancouver Island Cancer Centre was standing just outside of the line up talking with someone.

I was told that the thought of something, the sight of the building or other things will trigger the nauseated feeling.  I am not liking this feeling on top of a very, very over-tired body.

I am back in the switchboard and I am happily back at work.  I am thankful for a job that I could slip back into after a 6 month sabbatical.  I have spent the morning laughing with Glenn and Chris....I think I am "one of the guys".   I now know the score the golf game, it's not a hockey strike, but rather a "lock-out" and the reason why the female co-worker behind me never dated in high school....

I have tried REALLY hard to stay out of the office gossip and politics.  Last night I was leaving and one of the guys said, will we see you tomorrow?  I said yes that I was covering for Nadya for the next two weeks.  You can call me Nadya.  Dane said, oh, no, you have earned the name Kim.

I am in--I have found that a great deal of humility, humour and baking--goes a really, really long way.

Nadya has just retired and I am now covering her last 2 weeks of holiday.  She won't be back--unless she comes to visit.  Glenn is most likely to take her permanent full-time position.  So that leaves his position, a permanent part-time position -- coming available soon.

Yesterday my supervisor called me in to talk to me about it.  I told her that I was interested in it and that when it was posted I would apply.  I want you to know, this is a long shot.  I don't have a lot of seniority, but I have the job knowledge and the initiative.  The supervisor and manager both feel that I am a good fit and they like to promote within their department, rather than training someone from outside this department.

Someone said to me when I started, to get a hang of this job it could take a year.  I believe it now, I didn't then.

I am rambling.