And being torn apart by the jaws of defeat was where I was at.
Breaking up is hard to do and so is giving up, especially under the Protestant Work Ethic I was raised.
The time has come that I can no longer work a 4 hour shift because of the toil it's taking on my body.
My angel of a supervisor suggested before I throw the towel in on my transcription career that I try a split shift.
So I'm now working from 7-9 a.m. and 4-6 p.m.
Yesterday was the first day of the new schedule and it went very well.
But there are glitches and this morning I'm finding out that I have no work to do.
So while waiting on work I am being proactive/time efficient or whatever and posting to my blog to say good morning to all of my friends here.
In a bit of sad news, Michael will not be able to see Carter and Kyle before he deploys. Their grandparents are being ogres and make my OCD look like child's play. They haven't seen each other in 6 months and the grandparents simply refuse to see the signs in the boys that they miss Michael, they miss us and they are not happy. It's in God's Hands.
I found the paper to print my quotes on for my room but it is considered light cardstock and I don't know if I can put it through my Canon printer. Any thoughts?
Time to check for work.
Believe....even when it seems impossible.
Love you all~mean it!