Second shift life has begun. It has been an interesting couple of days. While part of me is trying to remember how I structured my days for three years when I was on night shift before, I'm also in a different situation. For these first two weeks, I don't have to be parent on duty for the full morning. I get Selim off to the school bus, and then I have the rest of the morning to myself. My goal is to figure out when to nap, eat, exercise -- so when school ends and I've got Selim until I leave for work, my routine will be set.
Monday, during the day, I didn't know what to do with myself. I rested. Did chores. But I felt at loose ends. It was so weird to be home in the morning all by myself. My first day on the job went well. I stayed awake until midnight and drove home safely. Yesterday I felt woozy in the morning. I dropped Selim off at the bus and then came back home to bed. This morning I had a headache, but I put on my running gear before heading out to the bus stop. After the Selim go on the bus, I ran the 3 mile loop. That felt great. I haven't run in over a week. It was overcast and cool -- perfect temperature for exercising. When I got home, I went out to the garden and picked kale and spinach for my green drink. I added lime juice and I like that better than lemon.
So now, I need to pay bills, make something for dinner so that there is food for Mom and Selim tonight. And I should see if I can rest. I have these fantasies that I will quilt, garden, run errands and be totally productive. I think I need to have some patience with my body and not expect that I can just go, go, go from 6:45am when I get Selim up to 12:17am the next day when I get home from work. There has to be a balance somewhere in that time frame.