I have just come off of one of the longest work weeks of my life. And by week I mean 4 "ten" hour days. I put the ten in quotations because I never left on time....or got a lunch....or sat down really in the last 4 days. I do believe the the full moon is 90% responsible for the madness and anybody who works in a medical field will know that full moon is not a myth. It really brings out the weirdos and crazies. Not that we really had a lot of that, just A LOT in general. But as I got home just in time to get the garbage out before the garbage man arrived, I tried to catch some zzzs before I headed to the fair with Leah, Stephanie, and the kids. Now I am sure you all have had the moments when you know you have just a small amount of time to catch some much needed rest so you just lay there with your eyes wide open and not sleep at all. Insert me in that scenario this morning. After a 10minute nap I head out to the fair.
And so we move on to the heat wave. Going to the fair at 9:30 in the morning would some like a pleasant time or at least semi-pleasant temperature. Well when the high is going to be 125 degrees, it just doesn't cool off....ever.....but we made it work, had a great time and went to Old McDonalds for lunch in the AC. They didn't have any deep fried goodness at the fair anyways, plus we can make our own oreos now. 
We did have the pleasure of running into a friend and old co-worker at the fair. Her kids are showing pigs so she was able to give Kate, Owen, Nami, and Kai an up close look and pet of one of the pigs......hence the soul searching part...
Yes, I loved pigs and I loved sheep and maybe there was a twinge of sadness seeing all of them rooting around and being pigs in there smart/ pain-in-the-butt kind of way. Maybe it was multiplied by the severe lack of sleep and emotional drain as well but it made me think...Do I miss my old job? In a way, I do. I miss the uniqueness of working with the pigs and the freedom of being a technician in research. But I think the nostalgia stops there. I don't miss the endings, I don't miss 75% of my co-workers (25% is the Medi peeps), I don't miss being horribly, miserably, sick ALL. THE. TIME. and I definitely don't miss the multiple stabs in the back. It was a good time for majority of the time. I got to work with the amazing late Dr. Geddes. But I have moved on and I do love my job now. I love the freedom, the support, the crazy-Scrubs like atmosphere (complete with a Todd), the time off, the variety, and the new people that come and go. Though as the new people show up and we said farewell to the old it is hard not to realize that these kids will be gone in a mere 12 months too. I guess we need to enjoy the time we have with them.
Heat wave? all you can do is try to stay cool. The dogs' tactics? Phoebe hogs the pool so Dudley steals the hose. Typical brother and sister.
Stay cool!
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