So it’s Friday…at least that’s the day of the week. For me and my work-week, it’s Thursday. I have one of those jobs with a less than normal schedule. Generally my days off are Sundays & Mondays. Of course, that doesn’t always happen. I spend a great deal of time covering shifts for other people, or on special projects or events. I enjoy my job and the diversity it provides. I tend to get bored easily and that doesn’t happen much in my career. The only problem now is that I don’t really have a job title or description. I used to be a dispatcher, then a supervisor, then an instructor, then a training coordinator. And about a year ago, I switched employers and came full circle…sort of. I started as a dispatcher, and two days a week I still am a dispatcher. But the other days I don’t know what I am. I was working in emergency management some for a few months, and now I am assigned to do the jobs that others don’t want to do, or don’t have time to do. I’m not sure what the criteria is.
Tomorrow I’m dispatching, and then I’m working in the emergency management capacity at a mass immunization clinic. I enjoy the clinics. They provide me some entertainment! The people watching is fabulous at these clinics. Lately there has been much laughter over the “The People of Wal Mart” stuff being circulated…but I have to say that the people at these clinics are a tad bit more interesting. I work in conjunction with the HHS staff and they are a good bunch. It’s always good to network with other agencies, too.
I am home from work now. I started to undress & change clothes. I haven’t finished that task. I got my work clothes off and am just comfortable. I really have no desire to put on my “lounge around the house” clothes but I must. I have to run out and feed the horse. And the horse is not here. It’s a 30 mile round trip to feed the ol boy. Kind of a pain in the ass. Coach is at a soccer tournament and won’t be home til much later and I’m enjoying this time at home. I have school work to do, books to read, movies to watch. I really hate that I have to leave the comfort of the home.