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Write a couple paragraphs about what somebody would notice or feel if they had to live a day in your shoes. This is your chance to help people see the world through your eyes.
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A day in my shoes is a long one both in my routine and in regards to how draining it sometimes is, might sound vain but I don't honestly think that everyone out there goes through the same ups and downs that I seem to manage in a single 24 hours period.
My day today:
I wake up at 5am, then proceed to do 30min cardio before jumping in the shower, eating some toast or a bowl of porridge, I kiss my SO goodbye (he's generally still asleep but he gets this cute little contented smile when I kiss him goodbye in the mornings), at that point the emotional rollercoaster starts. I feel such a warm glow in my heart every morning when I kiss him goodbye, looking at him when he's wrapped the blanket around himself til I have to shift the blanket to kiss the top of his head.
I then go outside and start feeling slightly resentful of all those people still in bed as I wipe my car down (or in colder weather hose it down) so I can see. Drive to my day job so I get to the hospital at about 6:30am in time for handover - I then do a 6 to 8 hour shift working with terminal cancer patients. Throughtout my day at work I will be moved almost to tears by watching their bravery, feel anger / irritation with the way some of them act or the attitudes of family members, guild for feeling that anger or irritation, amusement with the antics of some of my care staff (they're ALL older then me, infact they have kids my age and they've all decided I take my job to seriously so they try to cheer me up). I'll spend my lunch break with one of the patient Joyce who'll grill me about my social life and ask why I'm in my uniform when she keeps telling me to wear my normal wear (I tend towards gothicism in my dress sense, not appreciated in a hospital setting) and try to convince me I should date her grandson.
After my shift is over (generally about 20min late while I wait for the care staff to come back from their extended lunch and do a hand over with them before I go and then getting distracted by various patients wanting to talk to me) I'll drive back home and spend some time with the SO. We'll watch a movie, work on various models, I'll do some sewing while he reads, or maybe we'll just curl up in bed and talk. I need those few hours with him after a bad day at work (by a bad day I mean there has been a death) he centres me. He doesn't expect me to be strong, he understands that sometimes I just can't be. I think that's one of the reasons I love him so much, everyone else expects me to always hold it together, to be strong and calm and logical, sometimes the pressure of acting as though everything in my life is fine and perfect when all I want to do is curl up and cry or scream til my throat is raw is just more then I can handle. At those times the SO will just hold me and kiss my hair and suddenly it doesn't feel as overwhelming as it did before.
Then he'll head off to work, I'll log on here or surf the net (usually both) have some dinner and / or watch some tv. Do the rest of my daily work out (weight training and yoga) and get an early night.
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If it's a Friday or Saturday then I will sleep in, wake up and work out get a ride into the city with the SO (he works only a few doors down from me when I am stripping) I'll duck into work put on my makeup, change into something skimpy and ridiculous heels (wearing in a new pair now actually) and do another 8 hour shift (6pm - 2am). That 8 hours will consist of about 4 - 5 hours in the peep show and a few hours doing private strips, assuming no one comes in that wants anything special. After that my SO will turn up at the door and walk me round to his car, or mine, depending on who drove. Then we'll drive home, have a large amounts of cups of tea or milo and head to bed only to get up and rinse and repeat.
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The SO and I are both working two jobs atm, we're trying to save up to buy a house together. Luckily both our bosses are pretty flexible so we have our RDO's on the same days, guarantees us atleast 2 days a week together as well as the couple of hours we have together every day, we generally spend a few hours curled up together at night as well.
So yeah that's my average day. Without the self doubt about why I am not more sucessful, why despite how hard I worked to become a nurse my parents still say I never lived up to my potential. My stress over the fact that part of me believes my SO loves another woman, the mother of his daughter. She gave him a child something that I might not ever be able to do because of an incident earlier in my life. Then ontop of that are the more superficial worries.